As I was at the bus stop with Jeshua, I felt heat on my left knee. Without thinking, I saw an image of a left wrist at the back of my mind.
I looked up and I was drawn to an Indian auntie. Went to talk to her and found out that she used to experience persistent pain at her left wrist. A word of knowledge can be about a recurring problem or a past injury. It does not always have to be the present pain.
I realized how effortless it was. Sometimes, it is harder when we try, "God, give me a Word." It's about resting in Him and hearing Him. He longs to speak.
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