Yesterday, on our way to dinner, our driver was playing Christian music. What began as a normal ride quickly became something deeper. The music opened the door to a conversation about God, faith, and purpose.

During that ride, the driver said she felt the Holy Spirit speaking to her in that moment. She said that my friend Alice was anointed, and that I was a prophet.

That word stayed with me.

At first, I thought of what Alice told me—that a prophet is someone who tells the future. And honestly, my first reaction was that I would not want the burden of knowing what lies ahead. If I knew the future, would I live freely? Would I worry more? Would I try to control what only God is meant to hold?

So I began to reflect more deeply on what a prophet truly means.

I later listening to teaching from Pastor Andy Woods, who explained that in Scripture, prophets were not primarily fortune-tellers. They were God’s messengers—people used as His mouthpiece to call others back to covenant faithfulness, to speak truth, to warn against sin, to confront leaders, and to give hope concerning God’s future promises.

That gave the word a different weight. A prophet, biblically, is often someone who helps people see clearly when they have drifted. Someone who speaks truth when silence would be easier. Someone who points people back toward God.

“I will put My words in his mouth, and he shall speak to them all that I command him.” — Deuteronomy 18:18

What also stayed with me was something deeper.

I have often wondered what I could possibly teach or how I could be a true Christian brother to anyone when I am still at the very beginning of my own journey. My friend Alice sometimes calls me a Babe in Christ, and in many ways that feels accurate.

I still ask basic questions.
I still wrestle with teachings.
I still circle back to the same things again and again.

Sometimes it feels like I take one step forward and two steps backward.

Sometimes I worry:

What if I say something that does not align with Scripture?
What if I misunderstand something important?
What if I explain things the wrong way?
What if I mislead someone while I am still learning myself?

And if I am honest, I have probably frustrated Alice more than anything with my repeated questions, revisiting the same topics, and looping through thoughts that can feel almost endless.

Yet maybe growth sometimes looks like circling until truth finally settles.

Maybe repetition is not failure.
Maybe questioning is not weakness.
Maybe wrestling is part of learning.

“Let not many of you become teachers… knowing that we shall receive a stricter judgment.” — James 3:1

That verse reminds me to be humble and careful with words. It is good to take truth seriously.

But another verse reminds me that being young in faith does not disqualify someone from being useful.

“Let no one despise your youth, but be an example to the believers in word, in conduct, in love, in spirit, in faith, in purity.” — 1 Timothy 4:12

Since beginning this journey of faith, I have found myself writing more than ever before. Thoughts I once kept buried now come alive through words. Questions become journal entries. Pain becomes perspective. Confusion becomes clarity. What once sat heavy in my heart somehow feels lighter once written down.

Maybe writing is not just expression.

Maybe writing can also be stewardship.

“There are different kinds of gifts, but the same Spirit distributes them.” — 1 Corinthians 12:4

I do not know what labels belong to me, and I do not need dramatic titles.

But I do know this:

Some people are gifted to teach.
Some are gifted to encourage.
Some are gifted to lead.
Some are gifted to serve quietly.
Some are gifted to speak truth with love.
And maybe some are gifted to ask honest questions that help others feel less alone in their own searching.

Maybe some are gifted to write words that help others reflect, heal, or return to what matters most.

“Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others…” — 1 Peter 4:10

I also know that every word spoken over someone should be tested with humility and discernment.

“Let two or three prophets speak, and let the others pass judgment.” — 1 Corinthians 14:29

So I hold that moment lightly—but thoughtfully.

Perhaps the real purpose of that encounter was not to give me a title.

Perhaps it was to awaken a question:

What has God placed in me that I am meant to use?

And maybe some gifts are only discovered once we finally say yes.

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References: Pastor Andy Woods’ Unofficial Channel