The Pen and the Scroll
My Testimony: The White Book, the Golden Key, and the Commission to Write
Some call it a gift. Others call it a passion. But I’ve come to know it as a commission—a sacred charge from the Lord Himself: to write what I see, hear, and carry.
The Lord has always spoken to me through dreams, visions, and signs, but this particular call to write came with weight, confirmation, and glory.
One of the most powerful moments came when my prophetic sister Liezel shared a vision. She saw a white book—pure, radiant—and embossed on its cover was my name written in gold. The book was not open yet. It was as if it was waiting for me to take hold of it, to open it, and to fill it with the words God had already inscribed on my scroll.
That vision stayed with me. It did something in my spirit. It was not just encouragement—it was revelation. I knew then: I have a scroll that needs to be written. Not out of ambition, but obedience.
Then came another moment—this time in a dream. I was standing in an open lot, holding a key. It was old, ancient-looking, and yet familiar. I had just stepped out of a car that felt like an old journey. I was searching for the right vehicle to move forward. The cars around me weren’t just transportation—they symbolized assignments, seasons, and destinies.
I knew in my spirit: This key was my commission.
It wasn’t just to unlock doors, but to unlock the next scroll. It wasn’t about driving any car—it was about discerning the exact vehicle assigned to my calling.
Both the white book and the ancient key became divine echoes of the same message:
“Daughter, you are called to write not just with ink, but with fire. With obedience. With heaven’s breath.”
Even now, I feel the urgency in my spirit. The scroll is open, and the pen is in my hand. Heaven is waiting—not for perfection, but for partnership.
This commission is not about visibility. It’s about obedience to the sacred scroll I carry within.
And so I write— Not as a hobby, but as a witness.
Not for applause, but for healing.
Not for relevance, but for revelation.
This is my commission. This is my scroll. This is the white book with my name in gold.
And I will fill its pages until the Lord says, It is complete.