This is my first post, so I’ll share something meaningful and candid.
When God confirmed my calling as a prophet, I was honestly excited. I thought it made me special. But over time, I’ve come to understand something deeper—everyone is special to God. No one is above or below.
The first year after that confirmation felt beautiful. I started desiring God more than anything. But I didn’t realize there was a preparation phase ahead. A phase where my pride, self-righteousness, and many parts of me had to be broken. It wasn’t easy. At the same time, I could feel God’s influence in my life growing stronger.
I’m not known or famous in my town, but I believe I’m known in the spiritual realm. My lifestyle became set apart. No matter how much I tried to build friendships—whether in Christian circles or outside—nothing seemed to work. Not because I lacked the ability, but because people could sense something different. Discernment changes how you see and how you’re seen.
And before you think this is about glorifying myself—it’s not.
The cost of being a vessel of God is everything. If I started listing the things and people I’ve lost along the way, it wouldn’t fit in a single book. These days, I barely speak 50 words a day. I avoid certain gatherings. I’ve become socially distant.
This wasn’t a path I chose. If I’m being completely honest, there are moments I would trade this for a simpler life.
What worries me is how the world sometimes glorifies prophets more than God Himself. That scares me. I don’t ever want to become that. I trust that His grace will keep me grounded.
There were times I even wrestled with God, telling Him I didn’t want to prophesy anymore because it felt like too much to carry. But He has been patient and gracious with me.
I don’t want to keep resisting.
So I want to ask you—should I start sharing the words and revelations He gives me?
When God confirmed my calling as a prophet, I was honestly excited. I thought it made me special. But over time, I’ve come to understand something deeper—everyone is special to God. No one is above or below.
The first year after that confirmation felt beautiful. I started desiring God more than anything. But I didn’t realize there was a preparation phase ahead. A phase where my pride, self-righteousness, and many parts of me had to be broken. It wasn’t easy. At the same time, I could feel God’s influence in my life growing stronger.
I’m not known or famous in my town, but I believe I’m known in the spiritual realm. My lifestyle became set apart. No matter how much I tried to build friendships—whether in Christian circles or outside—nothing seemed to work. Not because I lacked the ability, but because people could sense something different. Discernment changes how you see and how you’re seen.
And before you think this is about glorifying myself—it’s not.
The cost of being a vessel of God is everything. If I started listing the things and people I’ve lost along the way, it wouldn’t fit in a single book. These days, I barely speak 50 words a day. I avoid certain gatherings. I’ve become socially distant.
This wasn’t a path I chose. If I’m being completely honest, there are moments I would trade this for a simpler life.
What worries me is how the world sometimes glorifies prophets more than God Himself. That scares me. I don’t ever want to become that. I trust that His grace will keep me grounded.
There were times I even wrestled with God, telling Him I didn’t want to prophesy anymore because it felt like too much to carry. But He has been patient and gracious with me.
I don’t want to keep resisting.
So I want to ask you—should I start sharing the words and revelations He gives me?
This is my first post, so I’ll share something meaningful and candid.
When God confirmed my calling as a prophet, I was honestly excited. I thought it made me special. But over time, I’ve come to understand something deeper—everyone is special to God. No one is above or below.
The first year after that confirmation felt beautiful. I started desiring God more than anything. But I didn’t realize there was a preparation phase ahead. A phase where my pride, self-righteousness, and many parts of me had to be broken. It wasn’t easy. At the same time, I could feel God’s influence in my life growing stronger.
I’m not known or famous in my town, but I believe I’m known in the spiritual realm. My lifestyle became set apart. No matter how much I tried to build friendships—whether in Christian circles or outside—nothing seemed to work. Not because I lacked the ability, but because people could sense something different. Discernment changes how you see and how you’re seen.
And before you think this is about glorifying myself—it’s not.
The cost of being a vessel of God is everything. If I started listing the things and people I’ve lost along the way, it wouldn’t fit in a single book. These days, I barely speak 50 words a day. I avoid certain gatherings. I’ve become socially distant.
This wasn’t a path I chose. If I’m being completely honest, there are moments I would trade this for a simpler life.
What worries me is how the world sometimes glorifies prophets more than God Himself. That scares me. I don’t ever want to become that. I trust that His grace will keep me grounded.
There were times I even wrestled with God, telling Him I didn’t want to prophesy anymore because it felt like too much to carry. But He has been patient and gracious with me.
I don’t want to keep resisting.
So I want to ask you—should I start sharing the words and revelations He gives me?
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