When Your Heart Fails to Grieve

A grieving heart can be suffocating, almost to the point of death.

But if the heart fails to grieve, it’s like the winter storm that brought in the ice and hail.

The ice forms the piercing icicles, and the hail forms the impaling snowballs.

A grieving heart can walk through the snow, feeling the cold, bracing for the darkness of the forest.

But if the heart fails to grieve, it’s as if the soul is plunged into the abyss among the trees.

The mist rises, the shadows deepens, and the trail is never to be found again.

A grieving heart can be broken, wandering, and flailing to find it’s way.

But if the heart fails to grieve, all the wolves in hiding come out to feast.

All the demons once held at bay come forward to claim their spoils.

Lay down your shield. Lay aside your dagger.

Let the River run through your heart as the tears flow freely.

The pain may be earth shaking, but yet to feel no pain, is to sever the only hope that remains.

Blessed are those who mourn,
For they shall be comforted.

Matthew 5:4

My flesh and my heart fail; But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.

Psalm 73:26

No Apologies Needed

I don’t know who Meredith Grey is, but her statement is truth.

When someone else breaks you, breaks your heart, or even your mind, you owe them no apologies for how you repair those things.

You owe no apologies for backing away.

You owe no apologies for being silent.

You owe no apologies for taking time to heal.

If your mouth runs away with you, if your attitude is hateful, or your actions become revengeful or damaging in return,

Then, you may need to apologize.

However, if you are simply healing from your wounds,

If you are repairing what has been broken,

If you are removing yourself from further damage and recklessness,

No apologies needed.

No excuses made.

Just carry on with your recovery.

And everyone else can go on wondering.

You’ve got a comeback due.

You’ve got a race to be won.

You’ve got a championship to be achieved.

Don’t waste time with words or explanations.

Keep on keepin’ on and do what must be done.

You’ve got this.

And it’s even better when He does!

And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope. Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us.

Romans 5:3-5

Silly Saturday

Funny Friday

Find Your Tribe

It has been said that you are the average of your five closest friends…

So, whose mission are you on?

And what’s your average?

Not everyone you meet is going to stay with you on the journey.

And not everyone you want to stay will do so.

Some may not be able to handle your load.

Others may not be able to carry their own.

And still others just aren’t going the same way you are.

Don’t grow angry with them and don’t hold it against them.

And by no means, beg them to stay.

Just gently, say goodbye and let them go their way.

They weren’t meant to travel along.

For if you demand they come along or stay too long,

They will hurt you, or you will wound them,

Or others will become damaged in the process.

Just let go.

Release them to be free.

You will be amazed at the freedom you will find.

Even if you have to shed tears as you move forward.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross,scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.

Hebrews 12:1-3

Fools give full vent to their rage,
but the wise bring calm in the end.

Proverbs 29:11

Keep it Low

I’ve heard people brag about all their achievements and success.

I’ve watched as they receive the awards, the accolades and applause.

And there have been tiny moments when I want to raise my feathers higher and proclaim.

And then, I take a step back and remember to wait for the ovation.

I remember to pause and let someone else sing my praise.

It’s so much better when the cheers come from another’s lips rather than your own.

It’s so much more rewarding when the hand claps come from the crowd rather than your own hand to your back.

Especially, when your enemies get to hear it loud and clear.

So, keep on keepin’ on.

Stay the course.

Finish the race.

And run it well.

When it’s a worthy cause, and you’re a well placed runner,

Your praise will arise.

And you won’t have to say a thing.

Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing,
But a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands, and let her own works praise her in the gates.

Proverbs 31:30-31

Your Gaze

Your gaze is hard to follow.

Your glare burns me from within.

Your intensity builds the fire into an inferno.

I cannot escape or refuse. I cannot run away or hide.

I shift in the uncomfortable silence,

Hoping you’ll say something to ease the pain.

You look me eye to eye, I glance away, not knowing what to say.

You begin to speak, and I cringe, terrified you’ll find me lacking and left wanting.

And suddenly, I hear Your voice gently call my name.

All fear is forgotten.

All doubt is erased.

As I lean into Your grace.

And this is the will of Him who sent Me, that everyone who sees the Son and believes in Him may have everlasting life; and I will raise him up at the last day.

John 6:40

Behold what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, that we should be called children of God! Therefore the world does not know us, because it did not know Him. Beloved, now we are children of God; and it has not yet been revealed what we shall be, but we know that when He is revealed, we shall be like Him, for we shall see Him as He is.

1 John 3:1-3

A Box Full of Boxes

Memories are like boxes sometimes.

You can close the lid and toss them into the bin, believing they’re done.

But as you pick up that larger box to throw them all away,

Those little suckers will come tumbling out like a waterfall.

When you bend over to pick up one, three more flip to the floor.

When you place those back on top, a whole passel come plummeting out,

As if they’ve got to make a nose-dive to the base level.

Almost like dominoes, they come cascading down the path.

Will they relent? Will they end?

They come back with every holiday and trend.

They push their way into every crevice, every crack,

Reaching for a new freedom, seeking shelter from what has been.

Will they be cast down? Will they bend?

I place them in the dark, into the new room

Waiting to surprise a new, non-alerted bloke

Waiting in earnest anticipation to capture another one’s journey bouncing down memory lane.

For behold, I create new heavens and a new earth; and the former shall not be remembered or come to mind. But be glad and rejoice forever in what I create…

Isaiah 65:17-18

The Moth

Ahhh😊 It’s 6am and I am awake before everyone else. I have the house to myself, and I’m ready to enjoy my hot cup of coffee. I love my baby, but …

The Moth

What a beautiful tribute to Mother’s Day! 😂 Thanks, Lovely Panda Mom! Happy Mom’s Day!

Silly Saturday