Friday Fun Day

On Saturday…and a week late!

(Please, forgive me!)

Stop and take a deep breath!

Step out from those four walls that confine and remember there’s a higher authority.

Shut off that TV, and take a walk; take a drive; or just sit in your backyard and soak up some sun.

Do something to remind you there is a God. He is still in control, and He still holds you in the palm of His hand.

He is more than able.
Just rest. Just trust. Just believe.

Romans 8:37-39

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

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

Friday Fun Day

Happy Valentine’s Day! 💗

I don’t care who you ARE

Or

Where you LIVE

Or

Who you LOVE

Or

WHO you Hate

And

It doesn’t matter if you’re MARRIED

Or

If you’re NOT…

CHOOSE to be HAPPY today!

Choose to BREATHE and SMILE and LAUGH.

It can be a FRIDAY FUN DAY no matter where you are, who you are, who’s around or where you’re going!

Today is a GIFT. Receive it and ENJOY IT.

It’s all about PERSPECTIVE!

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. ❤️

Whimsical Wednesday

She twirls. She swirls. She takes a bow.

She looks up to see Him now.

She takes His hand to receive her guide.

He leads her down the path not wide.

Upon the journey, darkness falls.

In the fog, to Him she calls.

He is there, reminding her she has His hand.

As long as she holds on, she will always stand.

Creatures and sounds try to distract her way.

Screeching and screaming, making her jump in dismay.

She holds tightly through the pitch black night.

And sees His loving eyes in the morning’s shining light.

Penned – MG – 2/12/20

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! ❤️

Whimsical Wednesday…on Saturday

Sometimes, I dream of heaven.

Almost always, I think of a beautiful lion sitting in all his majesty. Maybe I’ve watched too much Chronicles of Narnia and fallen in love with the character Aslan, but the Scripture tell us that Christ is the Lion of the Tribe of Judah. And I look forward to the day that Mighty Lion rises and roars for all the heaven lies to hear. I look forward to the day He leads His children into battle against the enemy to slay and bind him forever. I look forward to the day when the mighty Lion lays down with the Lamb. And I look forward to the day I can just snuggle up close to Him, wrap my arms around His neck and call Him, “Friend,” face to face.

Yeah, you might just think I’m crazy, or maybe you just need to watch The Chronicles of Narnia again, and ask that Mighty Lion to reveal Himself to you.

That’s one of His specialties…

(Rev. 5:5-6; 5:12-13; 1 Corinthians 15:57)

Whimsical Wednesday

The other day it was raining off and on, and I walked up to my kitchen door to see this. Both cats were actually staring me down when I walked up, but he gray on there decided he was not having his picture posted and proceeded to show me his determination. But anyway…

Cats really crack me up. They are so particular and opinionated. Now, I do have to say, ours are the most docile I have met in a very long time. I mean, really. You walk out in the sidewalk, and they’ll plop down in front of you to get a belly rub like a dog, and if another cat comes around, unless completely cornered, they’re not really the fighting kind. They’ll just growl and hiss while huddled over to the side in a corner.

Yet, this day with all it’s rain and dropping temperatures, they were sitting at the back door just staring me down, trying desperately to transmit telepathically that they just couldn’t believe I’d leave them out in the wet, dreary weather. They were letting me know, in no uncertain terms, they were not having much of a Whimsical Wednesday!

So, I eventually let them into the garage to dry out from all their weathered-ness. Although, shortly after getting warm and cozy, they were at the door whining, wishing they were outside again. 🙄🤦‍♀️😂

Cats never want to be where they are. They always desire to be exactly where they are not. 😂

Happy Whimsical Wednesday! Hopefully, you are joyful right where you are, even if it is in hopes of going where you presently are not!