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The Stranger Who Prophesied To Me

She didn’t know me. But she had some things to say that she believed I needed to know:  

I know I don’t know you, but I want you to know that God hears you. He’s seen and heard your cries and everything you’ve been praying about. You’ve got a pure heart and God’s had a hedge of protection around you since you were a little girl. He’s known you since you were in your mother’s womb. He kept you safe from some people in your family that saw your beauty inside and out and tried to harm you, but He protected you. You’re in a transition right now. He’s elevating you and because He’s taking you higher, there’ll be people that can’t go with you. You’ve got to be okay with letting people go. You’re going to be someone well-known and much more successful than you are right now. The enemies you had are going to come back to you with apologies. They’ll be your footstools. I also sense you’re someone creative. Be bold in your creativity. You’re shy and have been shy. Be bold. Be like Deborah. You’re going to be a force to be reckoned with and you’ll be as seasoned and wise as Solomon. You’re going to touch a lot of souls through your work and the enemy knows that. That’s why he does what he does. Where you are right now is just the beginning. People don’t understand you but stay focused on working for God. Just keep blossoming. Are you married? If not, have you been praying for a husband? There’s a guy who’s had his eyes on you. Don’t worry if you know more than he does. You can teach him some things and you both can grow together. The word says it’s not good for man to be alone. I just wanted to share what the Holy Spirit was revealing while talking with you. Have a blessed day… 

As she spoke, I paused. Then I started giggling. Paused again. And giggled more. How in the world could she possibly know any of these things about me and not really know me? The woman I met was a seasoned pastor and believer. I could tell from her spirit that she was authentic. If she was questionable or sketchy, I would’ve easily walked away. But I didn’t. I’ve been saved since I was seven, so I know a real prophet from a fake. 2 Peter 1:21 says, “For prophecy never had its origin in the will of man, but men spoke from God as they were carried along by the Holy Spirit.” A lot of what she said was eerily accurate. When she spoke, I felt understood in an unexpected and incredible way. Except for the husband part. I used to pray about a husband but stopped. Honestly, a husband does not fit the vision I have in mind for my life. But it’s obvious people won’t let me enjoy my singleness in peace and leave me be. Maybe God has other plans in mind. We’ll see. I did thank this woman for her obedience with allowing the Holy Spirit to move. Earlier this week, I’d been praying about miracles and talked with God about showing up and showing out in major ways. I guess I got what I prayed for. Did I mention He has a great sense of humor? 

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