I see a hill Lord. You beckon me to climb the hill. I look down at my feet, adorned in diamonds and elevated with heels. Father, I say, not me. I am not equipped to climb the heights. My hair, tousled, whips around my neck and covers my eyes. It’s hard to see you Father. I’m scared. Why me? I’m not an explorer. My child, you cry. Don’t worry about your stature. Don’t worry about your experience. Have I not said that my anointing will equip you? Step up in grace. I have laced your gown with my power. No need to change clothes sweet daughter. I have made you who you are for a passionate purpose. My heart throbs with pride at the sight of your beautiful devotion.

My lungs expand in the breeze of the brisk wind. He’s asking me to take up a new charge—a new identity. Should I drop my guard and follow his soothing voice or continue to dance in the plains of yellow grain? You have said men cannot live by bread alone but by every word that comes out of your mouth. My Master, you have told me to eagerly desire the greater gifts. But, fear masquerades as a friend in my life. Difficult. It’s hard to forsake what I know for a mystery. Your love is a mystery Savior.

Clothed in my finest garments, I will obey sweet Lover. I submit. My life is in your hands. Consume my fibers. Invade my body. Touch me with passion. I will seek you and find you. My heart flies to the top of the mountain. I will bow before your feet. Kinsmen Redeemer, I am yours.  You’ve equipped me—a daughter of rags. My joy is made complete in you. I will sing a new song. I did not settle for the fields, but chose to reside in the heights of everlasting strength. The climb was hard; but, the blessing eternal.

But you have an anointing from the Holy One, and all of you know the truth...no lie comes from the truth. -1 John 2:20

Medal of Honor, you are soldier supreme.

My mind wanders at night. You come in a dream.

Visions of success and potential you cascade,

I’m riding next to you, stallion saddled, in a resolute crusade.

In me you furnish courage and assurance in the dark.

Waking in the morning, new revelation sparked.

I remember your steel armor and voice of thunder power,

Calling on your saints to be prepared in the imminent hours.

Though I lack a steed in reality, your valor thrusts me forward.

In your word, I have defense—a sharp double edged sword.

I will not grow faint in the shadows of the sunset.

For your presence gives me promise to eliminate the threat.

No weapon forged against me has power over you.

Your blood has conquered evil and darkness you subdue.

Living and learning. I’m a pupil of yawning truth.  

Fresh smile in the mirror, still reminiscent of youth.

Mind focused on direction, my hands snatch physical;

But, you remind me blessings come in the invisible.

Through trials in my adolescence, new vision has been gained.

I’m grateful for these hardships-- for your preeminence explained.

God, you are wisdom. Your mercies are made new in the still of the night,

May you always give dreams of strength, acting out in leadership and might!

-Kimi Willingham

Psalm 126

A song of ascents.

 When the LORD brought back the captives to Zion,
       we were like men who dreamed. 

 Our mouths were filled with laughter,
       our tongues with songs of joy.
       Then it was said among the nations,
       "The LORD has done great things for them."

 The LORD has done great things for us,
       and we are filled with joy.

Come Lord, set us on fire.

Clasp us close to your bosom.

Seduce us with your beauty.

Enchant us with your fragrance.

Let us love You.

-Augustine

Psalm 78:13-15 

 ¹³ He divided the sea and led them through;
       he made the water stand firm like a wall.

 ¹⁴ He guided them with the cloud by day
       and with light from the fire all night.

 ¹⁵ He split the rocks in the desert
       and gave them water as abundant as the seas..

Falling in Love with Purpose

I fell in love. My heart’s purloined.

My beating organ has been joined.

It palpitates. It thumps precision.

Strapped in place by celestial vision.

A wind has blown. It’s covered my form.

I’m avalanched in the midst of the storm.

Like snowflakes touched by feral flames,

This heart thaws at the utterance of love’s name.

Enraptured not by the tangible surface,

I've fallen in love with deep, true purpose.

Kimi Willingham

Proverbs 19:21 

Many are the plans in a man's heart,
       but it is the LORD's purpose that prevails.

Affectionate Countess

Embraced. I am held in hands wide and strong.

Kissed. He’s touched my forehead with his lips.

I feel impassioned by the King of Kings.

My life, enraptured with his song.

Wings, like an angel, but lit with fire,

Face toward the sky. It’s you I admire.

Your face, so sweet, my protector,

I feel safe in your comforting presence.

You whisper promises and power so tender.

Filled, with awe, at my sorrow collector. 

No fear ripples down my swerving spine.

You are bliss. My God, you’re divine.

Fret, I feel in times of indecision.

Yet, unsurpassed greatness for me, you envision.

Your eyes give counsel. They epitomize peace.

Like a tranquil river, my worries are released.

The world marks me a number. You call me adored.

Effervescent life inside me you’ve restored.

A sheer countess in waiting—a shining reflection,  

I’m wrapped in mercy. I’m draped in affection.

Psalm 45:13 

All glorious is the princess within her chamber ;

       her gown is interwoven with gold.

Isaiah 9:5-7 

⁵ Every warrior's boot used in battle
       and every garment rolled in blood
       will be destined for burning,
       will be fuel for the fire.

⁶ For to us a child is born,
       to us a son is given,
       and the government will be on his shoulders.
       And he will be called
       Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
       Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

⁷ Of the increase of his government and peace
       there will be no end.
       He will reign on David's throne
       and over his kingdom,
       establishing and upholding it
       with justice and righteousness
       from that time on and forever.
       The zeal of the LORD Almighty
       will accomplish this.

Life is a sea of flowers, brightly and elegantly arranged. Some spots in the sea are rough, others silky smooth. As we walk on the petals of our pathway, may we never forget the feelings of unpleasant trampling, where the thorns pricked our feet! For it is in these experiences, true sensation is gained and endurance is enlisted. Trample, petal walker, to a destiny foreknown. Blaze those roads into solid stone with footprints of sheer strength. For you walk with a Master builder unlike all others. He’s three in one. A King-- bold, gentle, mild, meek.

-Kimi WIllingham

GARMENT OF FAITH

May faith peak through my garments

And my reflection be lined in your words!

I dress myself in a smock of light.

Hosanna, your name is heard.

Set apart. You’ve made me.

Yet, sometimes I forget this charge.

I fall into the broken cracks

Of potted plants lofty, large.

Like soil seeping from the clay,

I scatter. My thoughts spread thin.

But, you hold my focus Savior True.

You complete my priorities again.

I don’t want to forget your love

Or lose the thirst for your divine interceding.

Contemplative state, forsaking all sin—

This is where your spirits leading.

Basted in a glaze, invisible to the outside,

I secure my feet and buckle my belt.

Your fragrance I cannot hide.

It smells of precious metals refined in heat.

An ore tumbled, battered made complete.

We’re all diamonds in your eyes.

Polished to sheer perfection.

Dusted and buffed to show your true reflection.

I desire to mirror you in beauty and in grace.

I want to lap up wisdom and truly seek your face.

Faithful Jeweler, cut me into a flawless piece.

Wear me around your neck. To you, I release.

Standing tall, all worries gone,

Goodness I gain and discernment latches on.

-Kimi Willingham

Lamentations 3:24-26

I say to myself, the Lord is my portion; therefore, I will wait for him. The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him. It is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord.

Haggai 2:23

On that day, declares the Lord Almighty, I will take you my servant…and I will make you like my signet ring, for I have chosen you declares the Lord Almighty.

Bride of my Bosom

Dear Bride of my Bosom, Look to my grace.

Hold your head high and stare in my face.

I cry for you, daughter; but, my love outweighs

The lies and false hopes that have blown away.

My heart, it beats. I’m an ocean of forgiveness.

Fall into my waters. Lap up validity in excess.

Dance with me sweetheart, in a waltz of enthrallment.

Weep tears on my shoulder. Sing to me your lament. 

I want to replace the song inside you with a symphony of trust.

I desire to run away with you. To show you heaven’s dust.

Angel, you are beautiful. Princess, you are mine.

Don’t you see Sweet Gem, I’m the living vine.

Mercy runs through me. Love seeps through my core.

I’m an eagle Dear Heart. Jump on my wings and soar.

Promise. I’ve promised you a life of joy and fulfillment.

I have always been true to my word. I’ve never been absent.

Attentive at your side, I’ve held your hand Valued One.

Breathed myself in your fibers, on you I’ve cast the Sun.

Trust me. Your heart is my priority. It’s a costly stone.

Like a jewel on my crown, I call you my own.

So, I will waltz with you daughter to take away pain.

I will spend time speaking truth in the blood of my name.

You’re broken, Sweet Bride; but, destroyed you are not.

In my net of extensive compassion, you’ve been caught.

Put that dress of lace on. Inhale life and run.

The floods of my blessings everlasting have only just begun.  

Kimberly Willingham

Anointing  

(e-noint')

To apply oil, ointment, or a similar substance to. To put oil on during a religious ceremony as a sign of sanctification or consecration. To choose by or as if by divine intervention.

Poem:

Anointed Mystery

What a mystery, cobwebs cleaned aside. You wrote my history. Lord, I see with a new pair of eyes. I cry out to you Lord. God, I call above. You repaired me—mended my heart with your love.

Thanks. Thanks be to the King. To his crown and mercy I sing! I lift my head and my hands. I’m broken and poured out. I’m burdened and torn down. A sinner I see in my eyes. But, you called me favored and replace lies with truth.

You say, cling to my arm, stretched out to you! Come to me wearied loved one. Look in my face and be renewed. Drink deeply of the water. Bathe in its healing stream. Child, you’re loved by the Father. You are so blessed and beautiful.

Application:

As God’s child, you are anointed. You were birthed for a reason and a particular purpose. However, it’s essential that we, as Christians, function in our true talent. For when we act out on the beautiful gift and anointing the Lord has given us, it is then that His glory will be revealed in manifestation. You are different. No one is a carbon copy in the hands of the Almighty Father. Breathe in your anointing today and make a difference in the world. You are unique. You contribute in a special way to the Kingdom of God.

Bible Verse:

Do not leave the entrance to the Tent of Meeting or you will die because the Lord’s anointing is on you.

Lev. 21:10-12

Prayer:

Thank you God for anointing me! You call me blessed and favored when I don’t deserve it. I look to you and to your throne of grace in admiration. You are exquisite—full of grace and compassion. I am humbled by your kindness. Above all, I want to live for you and glorify you in my actions. May I know my true anointing and act upon it! I want to give my all for you.