Hi! Thanks for coming to join the series! Let's go! Dear prophetic people, let's face it... Prophecy is weird. It just is. As much as we want to be "naturally supernatural" prophecy is weird and it always will be. Telling the future, having dreams and visions, sensing the impressions of the Holy Spirit and hearing... Continue Reading →
Dear Prophetic People… Part 1 – Introduction
"And in the last days it shall be, God declares, that I will pour out my Spirit on all flesh, and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams; even on my male servants and female servants in those days I will... Continue Reading →
Protected: The Secret Place: Part 4 – The Battle for the Secret Place
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Protected: The Secret Place – Part 5: The Lion’s Roar
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Protected: The Secret Place: Part 3 – The Furnace of the Father’s Heart
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Protected: The Secret Place: Part 2 – Iceberg vs Cruise Ship Christianity
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Protected: The Secret Place: Part 1 – All Eyes on Me
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Worship Artists – Poem
Worship is not an art form And if it is then surely we are all worship artists Scrawling out our life drawings on the canvas of our time Day to day, tracing or replacing lines Trying to draw out the image of the Creator to display to the world in the gallery of our character.... Continue Reading →
Her Face – Poem
The very concept of make-up is a tragedy An idea that in some ways can border on blasphemy The audacity that we human beings think we can "make-up" for what we perceive to be God's mistakes is a fallacy. In not all but some cases a compact mirror becomes a reflective prison for the true identity... Continue Reading →
Love Stories – Spoken Word
I used to love writing love stories and plotting them out in my mind. Star-crossed lovers or long-lost brothers, stories of every kind. Tales of legendary deeds performed by ordinary men I used to think I was the author, now I'm finding I'm the pen. The greatest Poet ever known has taken hold of me... Continue Reading →