Part 3 – The Day Everything Changed: Recognising My Prophetic Identity
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It wasn’t one moment. It was many. But there was a day when I finally saw them for what they were.
For a long time, I thought my journey began recently, when the fire fell, when the entries turned prophetic, when my life unravelled and the voice of God became impossible to ignore.
But the truth is this: it began long before I had language for any of it. God had been speaking to me for years. I just didn’t know how to recognise His voice.
One of the clearest memories He brought back to me was from over a decade ago.
I was sitting on my bed one quiet morning, simply meditating. This was before church, before Scripture, before I ever used the word Christian to describe myself. I wasn’t searching for a supernatural encounter. I wasn’t praying. I was simply still.
And then, without warning, it happened.
A voice.
Clear. Audible. As if someone stood right beside me.
"Tell Susan to leave her job."
It startled me. It wasn’t a thought. It wasn’t an idea. It was spoken. Direct. Distinct. Completely outside of me.
I didn’t question it. I got up, I passed the message on, and I carried on with my day.
Only now, all these years later, do I see it for what it truly was. My first prophetic directive. A word from the Holy Spirit, given before I even knew His name.
There were other moments too. Times in client sessions when I would be searching for the right words to help someone, and suddenly something would fall in. A phrase. A question. A picture. A full blueprint. The entire atmosphere would shift. Clients would cry. Breakthrough would appear out of nowhere.
I would walk away not even remembering half of what I’d said.
There were talks I gave on stage where I would go completely blank, only for the words to pour out in perfect flow, cutting straight into people’s hearts. I used to think it was talent. Now I know it was something else entirely.
The day everything changed was not the day the voice came. It was the day I finally recognised what had been happening all along.
The day I realised this wasn’t new. This was ancient. This was woven into me before I was formed.
God had been speaking long before I knew how to speak back. He was already present. Already guiding. Already marking me for something I couldn’t yet understand.
That moment of recognition undid me. The veil lifted. The memories aligned. The scroll began to unroll.
I started to write what I heard. I started to speak what I saw. And suddenly I could no longer deny the fire set inside my bones.
This was never about being spiritual. This was about surrender. This was about obedience to the One who had been faithful from the very beginning of my life.
This is the real day everything changed. Not the day God spoke, but the day I finally understood that it was Him.
And once you hear Him, once you truly recognise His voice, you cannot go back to silence.
"My sheep listen to My voice. I know them, and they follow Me." ~ John 10:27
If you are starting to realise that God has been speaking to you all along, even before you had the words for it, you are not losing your mind.
You are being called.
Let’s rise, together.
This message carries fire. Pass it on. 👇🏻
Victoria Player is the founder of Daughter of Thunder, a movement awakening spiritually sensitive women to truth, purpose, and divine power in a world that’s lost its compass. After walking through her own season of fire and rebuilding, she now writes and speaks to those who sense there’s more — guiding them from confusion to clarity, from awakening to assignment.
“I don’t bow to Babylon — I walk with the Lion.” — Daughter of Thunder
