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Earlier this week I graduated from Emory University with my Master of Divinity degree. While this was certainly a huge milestone in my life, there was a numbing aspect that I couldn't get around. You see, in 2014 my mother prophesied to me that I was going to move to Atlanta. I gave her one of my "looks" (in the most respectful way, of course lol) and said "Mommy, I am not going to Atlanta." Long story short, by August 2015 I'd moved to Atlanta and enrolled in seminary at Emory.

Thus graduating from Emory marked the fulfillment of the prophesy. And for just one moment, I lost it; I felt completely lost. Throughout my life God spoke to Mom and she would convey God's messages to me. Yes, I heard from Him on my own, but there was something about the reassurance from Mom that solidified my understanding. But now that the prophesy was fulfilled, how would I know what to do next? All I wanted was for Mom to tell me what was next.