The Purge After the Fire: When the Prophetic Hits the Body
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Editor’s Note: I am sharing this experience because some of you will go through physical reactions when the Spirit moves, especially during the early stages of prophetic awakening. It is terrifying the first time. I did not know what was happening to me. I thought I was losing control of my body. I thought I was ill. I want this written down so that when someone else walks into this journey, they will not feel alone or crazy. The prophets in Scripture experienced this too. The body often reacts violently when the prophetic increases. What happened to me yesterday is part of the biblical pattern.
I didn’t expect what happened next.
My friend and I had been talking for hours in a little coffee shop. Kingdom. Ecclesia. The Upper Room. Intercession. The mantle. The fire. The call. The shift. She wanted to know everything about the Awakening. She understood the language. She understood the Spirit. She followed the thread with me. The atmosphere thickened and the fire came close.
Every time I spoke something true, I felt that surge in my spine, the prophetic electricity that races up the back of my skull and down my arms. The more I spoke, the more it intensified. I could feel the Spirit moving through the conversation. The room disappeared. We were sitting in the middle of a crowded café, but we were in a bubble of fire. The Upper Room somehow formed around us without us even noticing.
And then the physical shift began.
It started with a headache behind my eyes. A sudden thirst. I actually went to check where our drinks were because it felt urgent. I asked for extra water. For me, that is unheard of. Then the dizziness crept in. My vision shifted slightly. A wave of heat went through my body.
By the time we stood up to leave, I could feel something breaking loose inside me. We walked toward the car park and my head was pounding. My breath was quick. My body was shaking. I felt like I was about to faint.
Halfway home, I started to vomit in the car. Not gently. Violently. No warning. My entire system fell apart. By the time I pulled up outside my house, my vision was distorted. The world looked like it was tipping sideways. I could barely get out of the car.
And then the purge hit.
Sick. Sweat. Shaking. The same kind of full-body shock you get when you come up on a drug, except this was no chemical. This was spirit. I was breathing hard, seeing strange lights behind my eyes, my body vibrating like electricity flooding through my nervous system. Then the deep, uncontrollable yawns. The sign that something is leaving. The sign that the body is resetting. The sign of release.
And then sleep.
This was not a sickness bug. This was not food poisoning. This was not random.
This was the biblical pattern.
Daniel collapsed when the angel appeared. He wrote, “No strength remained in me… my face grew deathly pale… and I fell into a deep sleep with my face to the ground” (Daniel 10:8–9).
Jeremiah said, “My heart is broken within me. All my bones shake. I am like a drunken man” (Jeremiah 23:9).
Ezekiel said, “The Spirit lifted me up… and I went in bitterness and the heat of my spirit… and I sat overwhelmed for seven days” (Ezekiel 3:14–15).
Habakkuk described it like this: “My body trembled… my lips quivered… rottenness entered my bones” (Habakkuk 3:16).
John fell at the feet of Jesus “as though dead” (Revelation 1:17).
Saul collapsed under the weight of the Spirit and lay all day and night overwhelmed (1 Samuel 19:24).
Read that list and tell me the body is irrelevant.
When the Spirit increases, the flesh reacts. Sometimes violently. Sometimes dramatically. Sometimes embarrassingly. Sometimes in ways you do not want to tell anybody about.
But it is real.
The prophets before us lived this. Their bodies shook, trembled, fainted, collapsed, and went weak under the weight of revelation. The Spirit is voltage. Human bodies are not built to carry that voltage without adjustment.
This was my adjustment.
The conversation with my friend unlocked something. The mantle settled a little more. The prophetic increased. Something in me shifted. Something released. Something purged.
It wasn’t pretty. It wasn’t graceful. It wasn’t controlled.
But it was mine.
Another marker on the path. Another moment where Heaven pressed into earth and my body simply couldn’t hold the charge.
I will remember this one. Because now I know that purging, collapsing, shaking, sweating, trembling, and sudden violent sickness are not the signs of madness. They are the signs that God is doing something deeper than the flesh can immediately handle.
This is how prophets are made.
Through shaking.
Through fire.
Through purging.
Through the body saying yes, even when the mind hasn’t caught up yet.
If you ever go through something like this, let this entry be your reassurance.
You’re not ill.
You’re not mad.
You’re not weak.
You’re not cursed.
You’re being reshaped by the Spirit.
Let the purge come.
“No strength remained in me… my face grew deathly pale… and I fell into a deep sleep with my face to the ground” (Daniel 10:8–9).
With fire and grace,
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
