Friday Fun Days

Yeah…

That’s where it’s at.

Now, go have a great Friday Fun Day for yourself!!

Friday Fun Day

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I know it’s a day late, but…

Sometimes, it just doesn’t seem like a Friday Fun Day.

As a family member, a great man who made you laugh till you cried, suddenly breathes his last…

As a hurricane, that’s not traumatic in size but traumatic in results, rips through your hometown wreaking havoc and demise…

As distant family members try to pick up the pieces of their lives and dreams…

As church family members die or become deathly sick, and all involved wonder if that precious saint will suddenly walk those streets of gold…

As calls of desperation filter in from various places, each needing help, restoration, healing in some form or fashion…

Sometimes, it just doesn’t feel much like a Friday Fun Day…

However, this is that thing we call living…

And you either put on your hat of perseverance and move forward with a strain and a push, or you’ll get trampled in the gate of ambition and determination…

Or worse, you’ll garnish that cloak of heaviness and despair and enter your grave while walking on your feet…

So, you look up and glimpse the sunlight peeking through the clouds…

You look beyond the debris and see the sunset light up that western seashore…

You look through the demise to find a hidden treasure, a cherished heirloom, a forgotten dream…

You look into the eyes of that neighbor, and despite the pain, you smile and embrace…

You remember the good times of friends, the memories of the fun, the love of family, and the sweet goodness of God…

You see the resilience to repair, the fortitude to rebuild, and the temerity to thrive again…

You watch the horizon of dreams as they creep over the surf as bright as the sun, brightening the path to another day, another aspiration, another hope…

And you smile…

For the Friday Fun Day will return…

If only for this moment held deep within your heart…

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name.

Great is our Lord and mighty in power; His understanding has no limit.”

Psalm 147:3-5

Whimsical Wednesday

When did you fly away from childhood heroes and boyhood dreams?

When did you run down the trail to new horizons and discover new landscapes?

When did you walk into the footsteps of your father and become a man?

It seems to have happened so fast, and yet, I was there for every joyous moment.

I was present for each and every scraped knee and hidden tear shed.

I remember the little boy behind the mask, and yet, I see glimpses of him late at night when the lights go dim.

I remember the fast beating of your heart as you dreamt of the mighty warriors’ flights and the swords defeating the dragons.

And yet, I still hear that beat to a different drum as you seek to find your way in this great big world and glance back to see if I’m still watching, waiting, hoping for one more embrace.

I love you, my son, and shout to you across this chasm of the unknown.

“Run, fly, chase those dreams! You can do this! This is your time to shine!”

“You were made for this moment!”

Never forget, He will always be right there with you, and I will be here cheering you on, always ready to welcome you with open arms.

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“Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.”

Proverbs 22:6

Whimsical Wednesday

A little late is better than never…

How far will you travel to seek your heart desire?

How deep will you search?

How high will you climb?

How treacherous will the adventure become?

Are you willing to go?

Life can be as fulfilling, heartbreaking, thrill-seeking or peaceful as you want to make it.

Live with no regrets.

Survive with no remorse.

Let your heart soar to new heights and rediscover something new to you!

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. ❤️

The Gift

You came in without warning. You stole my heart and promised we’d be forever. Our days together were sweet, thrilling and unforgettable. We learned to love, to endure and to persevere with one heartbeat.

We didn’t just survive the storms. We learned to thrive and to conquer. They shouted, “Dreamers!” They mocked, “Too good for truth!” We grasped hands and promised to squelch their sneers and scoffing.

The years came like a blur. Children, diplomas, anniversaries and goodbyes. It was a fairy tale others dreamt to have. We were fighting the odds and winning with a high score.

The squall rolled in without alarm. We trusted what had been would always be. We held our hearts in our hands and exchanged the promise once more. For we knew this is not the end.

What will be will always be.

Penned – MG – 5/31/18

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Consumer VS. Producer

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The concept of Consumer vs. Producer might sound a little odd when equating with God; however, just stick with me for a moment while I grasp your attention, please…

A producer is someone who makes something for the good of another. A producer has a dream or a vision which they work toward. A producer is giving out, not taking, expending or exhausting the efforts of another. Producers have a passion for bringing forth, giving birth or putting together something for the well being of another.

A consumer is someone who takes something for the good of oneself. A consumer may not have a dream or a vision, they simply have a craving and desire for more of what they have. A consumer is taking in, not building, developing or yielding fruit. Consumers have a passion for engrossing, absorbing and even devouring what they have in front of them for the well being of themselves, sometimes, even to the detriment of another.

When it comes to our relationship with God, we can never out give or over produce what He has to supply for our lives. We can never pour out more than He can pour in; however, we can be all consuming of His goodness to the point of becoming “fat and happy” on the blessings of God, never giving to another, never reaching and never reproducing what we have found.

We must have a passion for reaching this world for Christ. We must have a desire to give to others the love and goodness we have found in Christ. We must have a vision to reproduce and give away this hope that only God can bring. When building His Kingdom becomes our goal, that is when we become producers for His glory.

So, I ask you which are you, a Consumer or a Producer?

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To Make A Dream Come True

Inspiration + Perspiration   =  

A Dream Come True

Okay, can we just get REAL for a moment? Dreams don’t just happen because we dream them. Dreams don’t become realities simply because we wish them so. Yeah, I know the world of Disney and Hollywood would like to have you think so. (No offense to both!)  No matter who tries to tell you otherwise, dreams take a lot of planning, hard work along with your inspiration to make a dream come to reality!
An Olympic runner doesn’t cross that finish line in first place simply because he dreamt about it when he was eight years old. A CEO doesn’t become a multimillionaire, because he lives his life in indecisiveness. A government official, small business owner, military officer, author or even an NFL player doesn’t become who they are just because they wished it into existence. No, a dream has to be inspired, first, but then, it takes a lot of blood, sweat and tears to bring it into existence.
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I think we rob this next generation, sometimes, by giving them all the materialistic things they desire, skip them through grades like their playing hopscotch and loan out credit to them like it’s water, because when you become an entitled people, you become selfish in your ethics, self-centered in your approach to community and demanding of all those around you to provide for your every whim and desire. You believe the world owes you something, rather than, believing you owe the world something. In turn, you kill the very abilities to dream and aspire plans and strategies to make those goals happen.
dream2America was founded upon people who had a dream. It has survived by having people who aspired to be great. However, it only become a great nation by being nurtured and pioneered by those who were willing to toil, sweat and even die for the dream they held within their hearts. So many gave up so much to make the great nation America has always been known as.
I know that in recent years, this vision of our country has been fought hard against, and there are many who would try to debate this notion of America being great. However, I will contend if America isn’t so great, then, why on earth are so many who don’t live here still desperately longing to come here, even by illegal methods? If America isn’t so great, then, why do so many despise the freedom, justice and pursuit of happiness that we enjoy here? But, I digress. That argument is for another post for another day…
The fact is simple, and it remains to be true: if you have a dream, and you want it to come true, apply some hard work, and you can make it happen! You may have to make some changes. You may have to acquire a great leader in your life, and you may have to overcome some incredible obstacles along the way, but if you dream it, AND you work hard to achieve it, you CAN make all your dream(s) come true!
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Unfinished NOT

Sometimes, I feel like a hamster on a wheel, spinning and spinning, ever gaining speed but never seeming to get to where I long to be.

Other times, I can complete a project “lickedy-split” and search for something else to fill my time before boredom overwhelms.

Then there are days when I start so many things on my agenda, yet, at the day’s end, every single one is left undone like a ball of yarn unwound and left as a messy wad of string.

If we are to finish the race well, we must finish what we started. Don’t leave your legacy unfinished, unkempt and untold to those coming behind. Tidy up your thoughts. Clean up your heart and emotions. Share with those who will listen.

Allow joy and promise to rule the day, and you will find it’s much easier to finish what you’ve begun. You will find a new sense of strength and satisfaction as you begin taking pen marks to the checklist of life and fulfilling dreams all around you.

Finish it…even if it’s tiresome. Complete the work…even if it’s hard. Once done, you will step back and be amazed at what you’ve achieved, and those coming behind will thank you.

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“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…” Hebrews 12:1

Daily Prompt: Unfinished

What Are We To Do?

So, we find ourselves in this dilemma.

The dilemma of moving forward to the unknown, the uncomfortable, the unfamiliar or remaining here in the regretful, comfortable, familiar present. Neither place is easy. For, the beyond makes us confront, stretch and change, yet, the present seems like an old jacket which we used to love but has shrunk so much over the years that it doesn’t “fit like a glove” anymore…really, it doesn’t fit at all. So, what are we to do?

If we remain, we will conform. We will grow complacent. We will become okay with mediocre, and we will say goodbye to the hopes and dreams we’ve held so dear.

If we step forward, we will be challenged. We will doubt. We will question our talents and our skills. We might even find that our abilities weren’t what we thought they were.

So, what are we to do?

If we are to grow, if we to succeed, we move toward the mark. If we are to fulfill the dreams that burn so deep within our hearts that it takes our breath, we step up and take the chance. It may not come again. This door to the great beyond may slam shut, never to open like this again.

As we look forward, holding dear to heart all that was past, we begin a new tomorrow. We will find hardships. We will find challenges. We might even find an alternate path, but we will not go back. We will not quit.

For tomorrow is gone, and if the dream is to be grasped, we must proceed to what’s ahead. We must shift from what was and change our perspective. You never know, instead of falling, we might just FLY!

 

DAILY PROMPT:Dilemma