peggywebbs:
I was curious so I read your thread. Despite all the distractions on the page, I must say as I read your words, I was almost close to tears.

Like you mentioned not everyone will understand the burden. It is a burden and I understand it. I wasn't aware of anything about being a prophet growing up ,I was raised in an orthodox church where we basically have a yearly curriculum.

In primary school, I would tell my friends that I know when the rain would fall, what teacher would be absent or some random predictions...to me it was a normal thing. Secondary school I had coined the term premonitions and movies didn't even help either. Later on it was déjà vu.

I could see so many things from dreams that I never saw in my waking life. Sometimes I would enter a place and feel a kind of pressure, like I was entering a different kind of place but I didn't know it was another dimension.

It was not until my university when I literally watched a student drowning in the ocean not knowing it was actually happening at the moment. And still I didn't know what it meant to be a prophet. Life was fine , I had fun, I liked going to the movies but I was scared of the night. I was scared of seeing someone committing suicide or seeing things I couldn't explain. Gradually it developed to fear of being in the dark which till now I haven't been able to overcome.

Now how I discovered about being a prophet, well I was working, my life was good and I didn't have to worry. I began having problems at work. Not with my performance but I began to feel pressure, and for some reason I wanted more. I had a side job but it still felt like I just wanted to leave my office. I felt choked, not from being busy but very uncomfortable. I didn't understand what was going on so I kept pushing thinking probably I'll settle during my leave..that was when my problems began.

From my leave, I decided I didn't want to go back. I was struggling but I had enough money to spend working on the side too. Suddenly I lost all my clients and everywhere work was coming from. I couldn't keep up with my rent so I moved in with a friend. I decided to go to church, my mum had been disturbing me to attend her charismatic programs which I was always too busy with work to bother but then I was free no excuse. It was then I was told I was supposed to be working for God as a prophet and should start now. Well I don't think I was interested, but I was curious so I continued reading books but with no intention to pursue that. I wanted to work with shell or ExxonMobil places like that.

All my friends started leaving. They told lies about me, picked up silly quarrels and it just didn't make sense. It was like that till I had no one. And that is the point I am now. Like all of the things I loved to do, has been taken away from me. When I try to do something or do something wrong i get a warning like, it's so scary. I get parables, directions, sometimes my mom thinks I'm crazy until when she sees whatever I've said happen.

The part that makes it so burdensome is when you see things happening and there's nothing you can do to save the person. There is the good parts but the ugly experiences makes it really burdensome. I'm still in the process of training and it hasn't been easy. Especially knowing that I can't go back to the way things were before.

By the way, I got back my clients and even more when I started to behave. So I try not to disobey so I don't lose money. Like I'm constantly in check. It's like I have someone watching me telling me, you have been a bad girl and I'm going to punish you. Yes, and then I'm humble again. I remember King David this way, it's really not easy but the Lord is my strength. There are so many experiences that I can't squeeze in here.

dont ignore me please can you do an impartation Prayer’s for me even if it’s two days , I believe you’re God chozen and he will answer you I’m ready for it . This my other acc