"Anointed"

"Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated iniquity; therefore God, even thy God, 

hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows."

(Hebrews 1:9)

"Be it unto me" are words of those who desire the anointing to

carry the Word to fulfillment and to birth

It's the Spirit of the Lord overshadowing His called and it dwells in

 their souls like glistening pearls of great worth

They are those who feel an "unction" deep in their beings and

 they're separate from the world in their hearts

No one can explain it; it's the hand of the Holy One upon the heads

 of His beloved; some chosen from the start

They're awake when all others sleep, and they abide at His feet in

 anticipation of His orders and strange requests 

They are Eagles who fly and soar, buoyed up by God's breath to

 heights high above the trees and the nests

Their faces have a lonely gaze, a prophetic stare that seems to be

 beyond earth and into high realms somewhere

It's the destiny born in their souls from The Creator and it's with

 them day and night, handling them with care

The road is lonely, even with people all around, because they live 

 in the auspices of glory and portals of auras

Their far off daze is not fraught with blankness; it's swimming in

 deep waters for lost souls, and weeping for us

The mountains call to them to scale higher and wait on the misty

 crag for Words from the Master, in due time

They are used to the bow of obeisance as routine as the days, while

 they venture the trails and ascend with a climb

Visionaries, they are, living way beyond their years into odd time

zones of prophetic vistas and holy secrets untold

Don't interrupt their oft stares, for you'll get a look of dismay, 

because they love the dimensions yet to behold

Often, they sound like they're in another world, and truly they are;

they stroll with omnipotence as a welcome routine 

Their feet upon the ground and their spirits in earth's space are

 rare to be seen, and they are few and far between

Earth is not their home; they cruise in domains with the Son, and

 their thoughts are likened to the mind of Christ

Give them space for their dreaming, an altar for their scheming,  

and silence for their visions will suffice 

You'll reap for your giving, for they'll come forth with new breath

 for new sounding chords of a new heart's song

It will be the sound of prophetic nuances for others who feel the

 call and will take up the mantle and come along

Don't mess with their dreams for they're the essence of their

 being; they walk as the assigned and appointed

Oh, it's something to see when we look upon those "oily" ones;

 they're not of this world; they're "Anointed."

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Pastor Kenneth Phillips

(He anoints with oil and prays the Spirit upon all flesh!)

PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas

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FEBRUARY at PROMISELAND!

Marriage Vow Renewal Feb. 14th, 10:30 am; Bible-Thon 

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the Oil of the Holy Ghost, to 

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