
There are two kinds of prophets on the earth today; those who were made by God, and those who were
made by ministry.
One is forged in the wilderness of divine dealings; the other is polished on the platforms of men.
One burns with burden; the other performs with brilliance.
But in this generation, God is calling back the prophets who still tremble when He speaks; those whose
voices are not loud, yet heaven listens when they whisper.
The making of a true prophet is not a ceremony; it is a crucifixion. It is the school where God breaks the
man before He uses the mouth. Before God ever trusts you with His words, He must first test you with His
silence. The classroom of every true prophet is not crowded; it is lonely, hidden, and fiery.
There, you learn not how to speak for God, but how to die for Him.