Letting the Call to Prophethood stay in Voicemail (while not wanting to be swallowed by a whale)

    If I take my visions completely seriously, then I'm the reincarnation of a series of Prophets who are all the same person. And I was shown some of their memories and experiences. And was given a message to take to the lost sheep among the American protestants. That there's a new paradigm for the new world. That the era of tribulation already ended and we had a period of peace, and then the Days of Peleg repeated, and the days of the Bronze Age Collapse is repeating, and instead of the Sea Peoples invading the civilized nations, it is the mass migrations of Africans and South Asians. And it would mean that I'm Joseph the Patriarch born again in a new age. And I have received such visions to support this. And also how to do regenerative agriculture and ecological restoration. How to bring Jobs to the areas that don't have them, and fix the micro-economy. How to lay up provisions in the storehouse. And how miracles and signs and wonders work. How to understand the Bible, and anticipation of what will replace it. What milestones the world has to meet to advance to the next stage. Training to fix the world's problems left over when the old world ended and the new world was born from its embers. I prepare the way for the next Moses. (who is the same soul as me as well, so if y'all hit the milestones early, I could do both roles in one lifetime and the next go around rest.)

    But, and I can't stress this enough, I want absolutely none of this. A small desert homestead with dates and camels and sheep would be ideal. I don't think this is a good time. I don't like having a spotlight. I am shy as heck with a severe speech impediment. (Kinda like Moses actually). 

    But, well, I do have substantial proofs that I was called, and I have to take that into account. But I don't wanna do it. It's a pain in the ass. 

    I was dragged into vision-having and future-seeing against my desire. I wanted to be a farmer. But noooooo. Instead I get visions to solve the world's problems and build civilizations. In the modern day. Literally the same situation as Prophet Joseph in the Bible, and when I became Christian, I took the name Joseph after Josephine Bakhta whose saint feast is on my birthday and is the patron of slaves and ex-muslims. I'm ex-muslim and ex unpaid serving-boy (my family said I had to earn my keep because I had a different last name). So she was the natural choice for a patron Saint. And I live in a city in the desert to the west of my ancestral promised land on a large river... Holy moley. It gets better, or worse. Depending on your perspective. When I was a child, I experienced the wheat bowing dream. My siblings brought wheat, and it bowed to mine. When I was a teen, an African Missionary woman who they called a prophetess, who had come to our church to study, recognized me as a prophet. I didn't like it. I sold the book she gave me where she wrote it down. I was also anointed as a prophet in that church. I did not like having a horn of spiced oil poured on my head. It was very numbing and greasy and ruined my shirt. I smelled like cinnamon and frankincense for days after that. It was replicated from the recipe in Leviticus. So it was basically temple oil. Kind of cool, if highly unpleasant. No idea what all was in it, it was very scented. And apparently produced in Jerusalem. 

    I was dragged kicking and screaming into this, even though I ran away from the church and did everything I could to avoid it... I still just wanna be a farmer who builds cool stuff. I don't wanna be a prophet. I don't wanna see the future. I don't wanna have all these visions and dreams. But it keeps happening, and everything goes badly if I ignore them. So fine. I'll do it. I wonder if the original Joseph was this put off by the prospect? Probably not. He didn't have the Bible to read and see how it goes for the prophets. But humans can't really resist God's will. The thing's gonna happen no matter what you do, and the sooner you accept it, the better.

So, one of 2 things is true:

Either 

This is real and I'm a legitimate Prophet reincarnated from Joseph who talks to God through the Catalyst of TLE

or

This is absolute nonsense and I can go be a farmer after I get a specialist to talk me out of the delusion. 

    And while I'm inclined to do as I'm told, I am skeptical of the realness of these things. But I am happier and my life goes better when I accept God's guidance through the visions. And I am more anxious and adrift when I don't. 

    Ah, if only blogs existed the first time around so I could have read the inner struggles of the old prophets. That'd be something, and pretty helpful. Let's be honest.