Called: The Weight and Wonder of a Prophetic Life.
There’s something mysterious and unexplainable about the moment God speaks to you—not just through Scripture, or in the stillness of prayer, but in a way that lands in your body with unmistakable force. It doesn’t shout. It doesn’t force. It comes with clarity, like light cutting through a dark room. For me, prophecy often arrives like a sharp conviction that shoots through my senses, soul, and body at once. And yet, it always comes gently. That’s how I’ve learned to discern God’s voice: it never manipulates or pressures—it simply is, and when it speaks, it brings peace even in the middle of upheaval.
