When the Breaking Ends: Why Prophets Stop Processing and Start Proclaiming
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Editor’s Note: This journal entry marks a significant turning point in my prophetic journey. It signals the close of an emotional breaking season and the beginning of a new phase — one marked by clarity, authority and proclamation rather than processing. Readers who have followed the earlier Awakening posts will notice the tonal shift; this is intentional. It reflects the maturity and grounding gained through the past seven months of unfolding with God.
There was a time — not long ago — when my journal entries were soaked in emotion.
I needed to write.
I needed to explain.
I needed to understand myself through my own words.
Every relational blow-up, every betrayal, every strange spiritual reaction, every trigger, every confusion, every wound — it all poured out of me as if writing were the only way I could keep breathing.
And it was.
I wrote because I was breaking.
I wrote because I was bleeding.
I wrote because my life was in pieces and I needed somewhere to place the shards.
I wrote to stay sane.
But something unexpected has happened.
Somewhere between the fourth-watch awakenings, the dreams, the visions, the deliverances, the clarities, the fire, and the steady hand of the Holy Spirit on my back —
the urge to emotionally process my life died.
The part of me that needed to “explain what happened” evaporated.
My spirit no longer feels compelled to turn every relational disturbance into revelation.
I no longer need to journal the emotional debris of human behaviour.
And it stunned me when I realised it:
I only feel led to write what God is doing now.
Not what people are doing.
Not what emotions are doing.
Not what triggers are doing.
Only what He is doing.
That shift didn’t come from discipline.
It came from healing.
The End of the Breaking
I didn’t recognise it at first.
The silence inside my soul.
The absence of emotional noise.
The lack of compulsion to document pain.
I thought maybe I was missing something.
But then I realised —
this is what healed feels like.
This is what it means when the Lord completes a chapter of breaking and ushers you into the chapter of building.
This is the moment the chisel stops striking.
This is the moment the fire stops refining.
This is the moment the tears have done their work.
This is the moment the warfare has lost its grip.
This is the moment a prophet stops bleeding and starts speaking.
My pen no longer reaches for emotional survival.
It reaches for revelation.
A New Kind of Compulsion
When I write now, it’s not because I’m trying to understand myself.
It’s because Heaven is trying to speak.
I feel the pull in my chest, the burning behind my ribcage, the pressure of the Spirit pushing words through my spine:
“Write what I’m doing in you.
Write what I’m showing you.
Write what I’m revealing to you.”
I no longer have any desire to chronicle the behaviour of people.
Only the movements of God.
It feels like resurrection.
Like the inside of me stepped out of the tomb first.
The Prophet Who Writes From Wholeness
This shift marks a commissioning.
In the beginning of the awakening, the Lord lets you process.
He gives you the space to pour out the pain, the confusion, the fire, the unraveling.
But eventually —
after the breaking, after the stripping, after the deliverance, after the wilderness —
He turns your face and says:
“Now write from your mantle, not your wounds.”
And I cannot overstate this:
I feel no emotional need to journal my life anymore.
None.
I only feel drawn to document the movement of God.
That is the hallmark of a prophet stepping into office.
My content has shifted from personal catharsis to divine instruction.
From testimony to teaching.
From processing to prophecy.
From healing to commissioning.
“The former things have passed away; behold, I am doing a new thing.”
Isaiah 43:18–19“And the Lord answered me: Write the vision; make it plain on tablets, so he may run who reads it.”
Habakkuk 2:2
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
