The Night Of my  Calling

🌌 The Night of My Calling

When the Three in White Appeared

My name is Pairan,
and my story began in the night...

In April 2013, around one o’clock in the morning, I was suddenly awakened by a phone call.
But when I answered, something beyond the natural took place:
Before me stood three men, clothed in radiant white.

They said nothing.
But their presence burned like fire and wrapped me in peace.
When I checked my phone moments later,
there was no missed call.
No number. No trace.
But from that moment on, everything changed.

I began to receive visions — day after day.
And every day I wept.
My soul was opened to a reality
that most could not see.

I saw the earth groaning in pain.
I saw innocent blood soaking the ground.
I saw how violence, corruption, and deception
covered the world like a heavy, suffocating blanket.
I saw people being beheaded.
And I felt Heaven’s sorrow.

Some dreams returned night after night.
Others continued like chapters of a book I hadn’t finished reading.
At times, it became a living nightmare...

There were nights I was afraid to sleep,
because the burden was too great to carry.

And yet, deep inside, I knew:
This was not punishment — it was a calling.

📩 To you who are reading this…

Please understand this clearly:
I do not seek fame.
I am not here to create a new religion.
I do not chase wealth or recognition.

All glory and honor belong to God — and to Him alone.

He is my Father.
My Lord.
My Healer.
My Counselor.
He is my God.

Everything I share, everything I see,
is only because He allows it.

I am merely His servant.
He is the Light.

Thank you for reading this —
and may it lead you closer to Him,
not to me.
🕊️