Anchor in the Waves

One thing that I love about God is His affirmations. He is always affirming who I am, how He views me, who He is and who He can be to me.

Here is a peek into a convo I had with Papa one day while I was journaling, in a really tough period in my life.

“ I am taking you on a journey Kimberly. A very rewarding journey and fruitful one! Don’t stop trusting in me. Don’t trust in the process, but rather in Me and who I am; My character. Growth is really good! Your patience, your hope and your faith in Me is anchoring and growing deeper; being planted in deeper soil! “

You see, for the past couple of months, I have been facing different challenges and trials that have been really hard for me, good, but hard. Knowing that your hope is in God and really KNOWING that He is YOUR hope are totally different things especially when tornadoes are surrounding you.

For one situation in particular, I thought my hope was in Pops. I kept saying to myself my hope is in God, my hope is in God, almost as if I had to convince myself. But when I tell you that once I received news back about the situation and it didn’t pan out the way I wanted it to, my hope was completely CRUSHEDDDD.

It felt like someone sucked out all of the air out my lungs and kicked me in the stomach. Hope deferred for sure makes the heart sick and my heart was sick! My hope wasn’t really in Pops. My hope was in myself to make something come to fruition, through my own power.

Since that instance, Pops really took me through a time of healing and showing me how to put my hope in Him; to make Him my hope. For Him to BE hope. To trade my weakness for His strength. To trade my sorrow for His joy. To trade my hopelessness for His hope! To rejoice in hope (because from hope produces character looking more like Him!), to be patient in tribulation, & constant in prayer!

It’s an ongoing journey, a journey that I have started to enjoy somewhat. I haven’t arrived at this place of complete perfect hopefulness, but I am discovering the beauty of hope everyday; it’s messy but nonetheless beautiful.

I choose to celebrate my progress every single day to discovering the fullness of what it means to have my hope anchored within Him; to be able to have storms and vicious waves surround me and my hope being constant and steadfast in Daddy’s character.

It starts with knowing that God is a good Daddy. A Daddy who gives good gifts to His children. One who is perfect in character and perfect in His intentions towards us. One who rejoices in hope and in our/my progress of discovering who He is; rooting for us every step of the way!

I encourage you to seek Pops regarding situations within your life that may seem hopeless or feel hopeless. Ask Him to show who you who He can be to you and how He views the situation. I promise you He sees the situation through a lens of hope and life!

Let the King of my Heart

Be the wind behind my sail

The anchor in the waves

He is my song….


be anchored in Hope Himself.


Gardener of my Soul


Gardens are a beautiful hot mess.

Before a garden becomes a beautiful place filled with bountiful splashes of colors and intoxicating smells, it starts off as a pile of dirt and infant plants. With time, the gardener, treats the soil, puts earthworms into the soil to help the soil become healthy, plants the trees and flowers, waters the place and in time, the garden flourishes. He already knows what types of plants he is going to plant, where he is going to place the different types of species, what he wants it to look like and etc. He sees the potential of the garden months before his plants reach that vision.

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My garden March 30th, 2016

Let me paint a picture for you…

During lunch break, the Gardener grabs two sandwiches for you two to eat and He makes space on the bench for you to sit on. The sun is beating down and you are both sweating bullets. The Gardener passes you some water and you drink earnestly. He asks you if you would like to know what He sees in this garden. You nod your head and take another bite into your sandwich. He then shares with you the vision He has for the garden and all of the things He wants to accomplish with it. He smiles and wipes His brow, thinking about how pleased He is with all of His work including how far the garden has come. You look at Him confused because all you see is dirt and worms. You do not see the beautiful daises, roses, apple trees or towering oak trees that He speaks of. All you see is a lump of dirt, mud and creatures. Nothing beautiful at all in your line of vision can be seen; no growth.

The Gardener laughs! It’s as if He can read your mind or something. You look at him puzzled and bow your head in even more confusion because you don’t know what He sees in this garden; after all it’s just a plot, full of dirt.

Time passes and the Gardener teaches you how to see like Him; how to see the garden as beautiful and as life. Overtime, you begin to understand and you start seeing as the Gardener sees.

Months pass and the very exact things that the Gardener was saying would happen in the garden are starting to come to fruition! The garden is beginning to look like an actual garden! The Gardener comes over to you, puts His arm around you and says there is more work to be done but He is proud of you and the way the garden is turning out. He is grateful to you for all the hard work you have put in during this whole entire process. He looks at you and gives the sincerest smile and heads back to work. You smile back and follow right behind Him with tools in hand.

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My garden April 19th, 2016

We are all gardens, some gardens are messier than others, but nonetheless we all start off as hot mess gardens. The Gardener, God, comes and surveys the empty plot of dirt, but He has a plan. Before He plants one thing, He already sees in His imagination what the garden will look like and what crops it will yield. I am pretty sure the thought of what this garden can become excites Him and causes Him to get busy at once.

The Gardener is not concerned about all of the hard work it will take for the ground to yield to Him or how long it will take for the plants to grow. He’s not concerned about all of the dirt He will get on Himself. He has the end in mind and that’s what keeps Him going; that’s what gets Him up every morning to teal the ground!

At times, it looked like one plant in particular, my strawberry plant, was not growing. All of the other plants that I planted were growing, tall and strong. Meanwhile, my strawberry plant barely had a bud for two months. But I still had faith in my little strawberry plant; I knew it would grow; it would just take a little more time and I was willing to be patient and do whatever I needed to do to get it to grow. And just last week, I saw a bud starting to bloom on my strawberry! It was growing all along, just at a slower rate than the other plants.

Sometimes it may feel like some areas in your life aren’t growing or there seems to be no progress taking place; a place where I find myself presently. It feels like other places in my life are flourishing, but this one particular part in my life is dead, without growth.

But I’m here to tell you to keep going and pushing, even if you can’t see the growth physically. Just like my strawberry plant, it was growing but just not as fast as the other plants. Growth can sometimes hurt or be slow but don’t give up hope. By changing your perspective on your “lack of growth”, try shifting your perspective on all of the growth that has taken place in your life and what is to come. God is patient with us. He’s patient with our growth, so be patient with yourself.

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My garden May 15th, 2016

Continue to persevere; endure the growth period.

Romans 5: 3-6 says, We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.

All in all, growth is good I think…actually growth is good I believe; yeah it’s really good.

We are all beautiful gardens growing into the vision that our Gardener has set forth for us before the foundations of the earth were established.

Till my soul,

Cultivate my soul,

Gardener of my soul.


“So What’s Next Papa?”- Becoming Childlike

It may just be me, but do you ever have that burning feeling deep within, that provokes you to think that you were called to live an incredible life? Like you know there is something that you must do that is greater than yourself? You may know what it is or not, but nonetheless it’s like your heart can see it even if you can’t physically see the manifestation of what exactly it is. One of my favorite verses that I always cling to is Romans 8:15-17,


This resurrection life you received from God is not a timid, grave-tending life. It’s adventurously expectant, greeting God with a childlike “What’s next, Papa?” God’s Spirit touches our spirits and confirms who we really are. We know who he is, and we know who we are: Father and children. And we know we are going to get what’s coming to us—an unbelievable inheritance! We go through exactly what Christ goes through. If we go through the hard times with him, then we’re certainly going to go through the good times with him!”

Papa is teaching me the meaning of what it means to be a child and dream; living in this perpetual state of asking Him, “What’s next, Papa?”, in sheer excitement. Every time I read this verse, I always envision an anxious kid jumping up and down in their parent’s room, asking what fun, breathtaking- exhilarating adventures awaited them for the day; not being fully cognizant of what would take place, but having full faith in their parents that it would be an adventure. I strongly believe that we should all approach life and our dreams that Papa has placed on our hearts in this aspect; as a child who lives in expectancy of something great happening because living this type of life is what and who we were called to be.

This is our identity; to be a child of God who lives life in an exciting exuberating way completely filled with the calling God has placed on each of our lives, that will ultimately make a lasting impact on the world!

I’m learning how to just be the kid who gets into the car with their father and not always ask “Where are we going?, Are we almost there yet?, and How many more minutes”, but rather just stare out into the windows in anticipation of where he is taking me and just go along for the ride.

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What would our lives look like if we really adopted this identity of becoming a child and living from a place of dreaming with our Father, where we approach life adventurously expectant, greeting God with a childlike “So What’s next, Papa?


Kimmy ❤

The Kaleo Diary

The Writing Process…

It has been invigorating, challenging and exciting all at the same time. I am excited to share with the world a story that transcends time; the story of Queen Esther.

Kaleo: To appoint, to call to position, to summon
Greek / kal-eh'-o
“For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father’s family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time as this?” (Esther 4:14)
Those very words carried an incredible amount of weight in the heart of Hadassah, or otherwise known as, Esther.
  • Was she really brought into this diplomatic position to save the Jewish race?
  • What did it mean for her to be called out amongst her peers to ultimately become the savior of her people?
  • And out of all people, an orphan?

The Kaleo Diary is a re-telling of the renown story of Esther, but documented through journal entries written by Esther herself. The Queen will take you on a journey into the depths of her heart and thoughts, as she ventures into the uncharted territories of delivering her people from the hand of the enemy. You will be able to feel her moments of excitement, fear, faith and love through every entry written with her bare hands.

Check out an Excerpt from The Kaleo Diary!

[The Kaleo Diary] Book Coming Soon

10 Mornings

Prior to my 10 day mornings test

Ever since last year, I’ve really wanted to start waking up in the morning to spend time with God, like around the times of 3am-5am, more specifically 4am. But this time just doesn’t work. It physically hurts. My eyes burn with tears. My body literally rejects me trying to get up. I think of all the reasons of why I need to sleep and I begin to debate with God as to how I will talk to Him later on in the day.

I then pull my blankets up close to me and snuggle in my sheets, drifting right back to sleep.


I’m at a point where I have this burning desire within me to give this whole waking up early thing another shot. But if I do it, I really want to be intentional about it.

I’m tired of waking up sporadically, sometimes waking up between 3am-5am and saying a 30 second prayer and falling back to sleep. I meannnnnnn I’m not trying to be all religious or anything, but 30 seconds for me at least, ain’t cutting it. I desire a craving that is so deep for God and I need Him more than ever at this stage of my life, so sacrificing an hour or two or however long, won’t kill me, but rather it will make me stronger and get me to the place God literally keeps pulling my heart too.

I know there are different theories about how long it takes to form a habit. Some say 21 days, some say 66. I don’t even know. But what I do know is that I am taking these next 10 days, starting tomorrow, January 4th till January 13th and I am seeking my Father early in the morn. 10 days isn’t alot, but its a start to see if this is something really worth doing.

I want to experience my Father in the quiet, when the world is sleep. I want to experience my Father void of noise and the hassle of everyday life and the troubles it brings. I want to experience my Father in the morning, at the break of day; letting Him fill my heart with the promises of His word and letting his passionate all consuming love infiltrate every fiber of my being.

10 days. That’s all you got Papa to show me what it means when you say “Your mercies are new every morning” and how in the morning “You hear my voice”.

Will my thoughts change? Will my days drastically become different? Will I be more at peace or will I be anxious. I have noooo idea what this outcome will be, but I’m along for the ride. Let’s see how this goes…join me!