Whimsical Wednesday

Are you whimsical, you mighty, magnetic beast?

Are you playful, fun-loving and free?

Your roar makes my heart tremble with trepidation.

Your paws make my eyes widen with awareness.

Your power is unmatched and unrivaled.

Your strength is uncontainable and unrefined.

Your tenacity is unfathomable and uncontrollable.

I stand in humble awe of all that You are.

Yet, in all your power, and in all your might, You loved me still.

In all Your awesome, overwhelming sovereignty, You entice me to stay near.

Your fierce protection and unyielding dominance gives way to mercy in me.

Your relentless graces consumes my wayward soul and calls me back to You.

Penned – MG – 3/3/20

The Bottle

My feelings for you are all bottled up inside

The anger, the pain, the hatred, I so try to hide

I question my motives, my sanity, my right

You seemed so loving, never knew you’d take flight

I drown the sorrows, the fears deep in the bottle

I cry buckets while your smile I want to throttle

I doubt my rightness, my justice, my defense

You appear so pure, resentment doesn’t make sense

I cast the bottle out to the farthest sea

I dredge the shore seeking solace to be

I wonder my blame, my guilt, my freedom

You presume release, to my heart you say come

My thoughts of you have sailed with the ships

The forgiveness, the peace, the praise is on my lips

I stand firm in my liberty, my love, my claim

I have long forgotten you, my rejoicing in His reign

Penned – MG – 2/29/20

Whimsical Wednesday

My mind is swirling with so many deadlines and appointments.

I almost feel overwhelmed with all the expectations to be have been sent.

Yet, I will stop and take a moment to breathe.

If I don’t, I only find my sword unsheathed.

Whimsical Wednesdays sometimes remain in my mind rather in reality, but that’s ok, as long as my perspective on Him remains in centrality. 😉

Penned – MG – 2/26/20

Whimsical Wednesday

My mind is swirling with so many deadlines and appointments.

I almost feel overwhelmed with all the expectations to be have been sent.

Yet, I will stop and take a moment to breathe.

If I don’t, I only find my sword unsheathed.

Whimsical Wednesdays sometimes remain in my mind rather in reality, but that’s ok, as long as my perspective on Him remains in centrality. 😉

Penned – MG – 2/26/20

Whimsical Wednesday

Oh, Whimsical Wednesday

Where is your whimsical way?

I feel a little weary in this rainy, cold, blustery atmosphere.

I’d feel better if the warm, cozy, bright sunshine were near.

Yet, I am reminded, it shouldn’t be the outside that brings me cause and effect.

It should be the inside, the inner workings, my deep, hidden thoughts I should dissect.

In these, I find the wayward blues and those things that distract my way.

So, I will throw out the negatives and bring sunny smiles back into my day.

I will perform a little surgery on my soul and my mind.

Remembering to Whom I am to look and to whose words I am to align.

Penned – MG – 2/18/20

Philippians 4:8-9

Little Girl Dance

Each year, February brings the painful dance of my heart. It’s not that I’m angry. It’s not that I’m hating what I see. It’s just a longing within my once little girl heart that will never be fulfilled.

The beautiful pictures plastered all over social media during this month brings sweet memories never beheld. Precious relationships promising treasured protection and defense for all her days.

His large frame casts a shadow not of harm or destruction but of love and nurture. Her petite form is sheltered, cherished and adored. They stand in parade for all to appreciate and celebrate.

I am thankful for his place in her life. I am grateful for her desire for his strength and fortitude. I truly am.

Yet, my heart breaks time and again for the wee little one standing at the door, her packed bags awaiting his never return. She forms her own dance, spinning, twirling, hoping for his hand; yet, he never extends it.

Someway, somehow, she makes it to the One who holds the key. With tears streaming, hopes shattered and dreams crushed, He takes her into His arms, and swirls her life into a new masquerade where she can smile again. ❤️

Friday Fun Day

This isn’t a great picture, but I wanted to post it, because it was such a fun and funny moment.

For this man right here, this week has been full of real estate talks and land sales (and hold ups), attorney convos, assisting of various church organizing and leading (in other cities), office move preparations and oversight of room renovations, combined with parental directions for a soon to be college student who is being presented with some big opportunities, and just the normal day-to-day stuff as well.

Needless to say, my husband has had a full week, and it’s not even Friday yet.

But today, as there were renovations and closet clean outs going on in our gym, he sat down in a rolling chair, stuck a sombrero on his hat and carried on a funny conversation with our Hispanic campus pastor.

Once off that call, he proceeded to roll around in the room, “racing” one of our college students through a maze of tables that were being set up for an event tomorrow night.

Then, as we left the building, he flirted with me all the way out the door and carried the folders with which I was weighted down and transported them over to my truck; so, I didn’t drop the pile as I tried to run for cover in the threatening rain.

All of this fun was in the midst of all the busyness, all the potential chaos and all the business that had to be done.

He’s my hero. ❤️

For many, many reasons, but especially today because he reminded me to dance in the rain.

He reminded me that regardless of the workload, it’s important to just take a moment to breathe.

He reminded me, in the middle of what could make a man be totally frustrated, angry or even bedraggled, he always chooses to laugh.

Thank you, my love, for setting me up to have an amazing Friday Fun Day! ❤️

Friday Fun Day

Well, my Friday Fun Day hasn’t amounted to much fun.

How is yours?

I guess, I could look on the bright side, huh?

I didn’t have to rise early for work, and I could sleep for as long as I wanted.

I didn’t have follow a strict regime of eating, and if I wanted, I could eat dessert first.

I didn’t have to shut off the TV to do work, and I could read for as long as my little heart desires.

I didn’t have to do the dishes or clean house, and my guys took care of taking out the trash and washing the dishes.

I didn’t have to hear the guys fussing and fighting, and they all came in to check on me and give me hugs. ❤️

Well, I guess, a fun day has to be put into proper perspective, because I surely enjoyed not having to do some of those things I usually have to.

Yet, I do still feel like crud.

It’s all about perspective.

Go have a Friday Fun Day! 😊💕

Whimsical Wednesday… forgotten till Thursday

If you are a “faithful reader” here at the Grizzle Grist, my sincerest apologies to you, and my deepest thanks for putting up with my neglect over the past two weeks! Between traveling to Ukraine for 12 days, a bit of jetlag, and the mounds of emails and just everyday catch-up that’s needed right now, I kind of feel like the rabbit from Alice in Wonderland. 🙄🤦‍♀️😂

I have restaurants to review for Tuesday’s Treats and thoughts for Whimsical Wednesdays and adventures for Friday Fun Days, and I’ve just got to take the time to sit down and write! Isn’t that the difficulty of every “well intended, self initiated writer?” Lol.

Well, I’m working on it. So, I just wanted to say, “Thanks for you patience and for not giving up on me!”😉 You’re amazing! 💕

Btw, I know yesterday was Wednesday; so, let me share this thought with you! Since I was a freshman in college, I’ve had this hero who is an amazing speaker, preacher and teacher. Well, now all of a sudden, he’s at our church, speaking to our congregation, and I am having direct conversations with him, like just common, comfortable, “How’s it going today?” kind of convos. It almost seems surreal; yet, he’s so humble, that he doesn’t appreciate the “fan club” type status; so, I definitely try to interact “normal.” 😂

I really began getting nervous yesterday, because I had to speak during the offering time, right before he spoke. 😳 Then, I had to remind myself, “He’s only human, too. God has appointed this time and purpose in the journey of my life, just walk in it and watch His blessings flow. It’s all about HIM anyway!”

Have you ever experienced something like that? Who’s your heroes and have you ever been able to speak to them in person, or has it only been by fan mail or signing autographs? How do you deal with “out of the norm/beyond your comfort zone kind” of moments in life?

Whimsical Wednesday

Are you strong and fierce?

Are you courageous and bold?

Does your roar reach the heavens?

Do the “animals” around you tremble at your nearing?

Or have you become just a legend?

Just a moment in time, wrapped in stone.

The stories of greatness wrapped up in your past, but somewhere along the way, you became lost and undone.

Start again in this new 2020.

Refresh your mind.

Renew your spirit.

Roar again.

…Just a thought for your Whimsical Wednesday…