In this interactive infographic, learn the basics about prophetic writing through these nine unique slides. The teaching is taken directly from the books, The Scribal Anointing: Scribes Instructed in the Kingdom of Heaven and Writing & the Prophetic by Theresa Harvard Johnson, originator of The Scribal Anointing teaching series which covers the “office” of the…
Author: Theresa Harvard Johnson
Theresa Harvard Johnson is the founder of The School of the Scribe and progenitor of The Scribal Anointing® teachings, the 21st-century revelation of the office of the prophetic scribe. She has authored more than 25 books to help prophetic scribes navigate their calling, taught thousands of scribes globally and developed safe spaces online and in person to foster prophetic community. Theresa holds an M. Div. in biblical studies and an M. A. in professional writing. As a scribal historian and mentor to many, she has pioneered exclusively in this area for more than two-decades.
Am I a prophetic Writer?
In this interactive infographic, learn the basics about prophetic writing through these nine unique slides. The teaching is taken directly from the books, The Scribal Anointing: Scribes Instructed in the Kingdom of Heaven and Writing & the Prophetic by Theresa Harvard Johnson, originator of The Scribal Anointing teaching series which covers the “office” of the…
Prophetic Word: God’s forgiveness over man’s forgiveness
Released June 26, 2017
Theresa Harvard Johnson
Beloved, beware of any situation or circumstance in which men will NOT allow you to forget your FORGIVEN sin whether it be family, former friend or foe. This is a time of CHOOSING personal prosperity. A time of clearing away voices that are unprofitable to you in your proven place of obedience. Guard where you are now and allow no one to bring you into that corrupt place, that rip in time.
Yes, I heard the deep cries of repentance from your soul. Beloved, I see that you have turned away from that dark place and now stand in pursuit of me. You have given years to your healing process, restorative journey. You have examined your own heart and hold it in right light. You know that past… is truly past.
What I learned from Wonder Woman (2)
Copyright 2017 Theresa Harvard Johnson
Wonder Woman reminds me of the beauty of childhood innocence if you grew up in the 70s. She wore a pretty cool headband, wielded a lasso of truth, wore a sword on her back, commanded an invisible jet and wore bracelets that could release untold power!
She was the superhero that offered escape from my darkened childhood. I would jump up and down as I waited for my 15-year-old brother to use the pliers to turn the broken knob on our black and white analog television set – just so I could catch the latest episodes from her groundbreaking show.
In between the fights at home and my mother’s severe, incapacitating schizophrenia, I became Wonder Woman’s greatest fan.
I would don my underoos (which were all the rage in 1977), grab my toilet paper roll bracelets (we would slit the sides so they would fit), put the rubber band from the collard greens around my head, grab my jump rope lasso… and head to the “circle” in the center of the housing project where all the little kids would gather to play in the summer time.
What I learned from Wonder Woman
Copyright 2017 Theresa Harvard Johnson
Wonder Woman reminds me of the beauty of childhood innocence if you grew up in the 70s. She wore a pretty cool headband, wielded a lasso of truth, wore a sword on her back, commanded an invisible jet and wore bracelets that could release untold power!
She was the superhero that offered escape from my darkened childhood. I would jump up and down as I waited for my 15-year-old brother to use the pliers to turn the broken knob on our black and white analog television set – just so I could catch the latest episodes from her groundbreaking show.
In between the fights at home and my mother’s severe, incapacitating schizophrenia, I became Wonder Woman’s greatest fan.
I would don my underoos (which were all the rage in 1977), grab my toilet paper roll bracelets (we would slit the sides so they would fit), put the rubber band from the collard greens around my head, grab my jump rope lasso… and head to the “circle” in the center of the housing project where all the little kids would gather to play in the summer time.