Kingdom Words

Poems I would never have described myself as a poet, so when the Spirit started placing lines of poetry in my mind, nobody was more surprised than me. I still don’t see myself as a poet, more a scribe/editor (see My Journey to Kingdom Words to see what I mean). In this section you will see the results of this divine/human collaboration. A Psalm for Palm Sunday God’s Permeating Power Holy Fire Living a Life of Victory Pour Out A Fresh Anointing The Bleeding Heart The Hammer Falls The Man at the Door The Pentecost Flame The Roar Goes Up To a Family Not Yet Formed Two Hearts When My Eyes Are Opened Where Is The King Of Glory? A New Start

Kingdom Words

I would never have described myself as a poet, so when the Spirit started placing lines of poetry in my mind, nobody was more surprised than me. I still don’t see myself as a poet, more a scribe/editor (see My Journey to Kingdom Words to see what I mean). In this section you will see the results of this divine/human collaboration. A Psalm for Palm Sunday God’s Permeating Power Holy Fire Living a Life of Victory Pour Out A Fresh Anointing The Bleeding Heart The Hammer Falls The Man at the Door The Pentecost Flame The Roar Goes Up To a Family Not Yet Formed Two Hearts When My Eyes Are Opened Where Is The King Of Glory? A New Start