It’s Friday, and I’m back!
Fridays are made for fun!
So, let’s go have some!
Get outside. Run, jump, and play.
Do something fun.
Swim, run, hike, or just enjoy the day.
Don’t stop until it’s done.
Friday Fun Day
hope
Well, It Happens
Yeah, through all the homework and tears,
Through all the newness and fears,
Despite the hardships and trails,
Despite all the journey of many, many miles,
This happened.
Now, the really adventure begins…
Do Something
Minneapolis, MN
So many words are spewed about
So many syllables are given out
This one says you should say that
That one says you should use this format
So many demand justice and revenge
So many scream inequality must end
This one brings a torch and a brick
That one brings a hand that constricts
How does this violence bring harmony to souls?
How does this hatred bring peace to console?
Can’t you see the only answer is unified prayer?
Can’t you see the only action is our hearts stripped bare?
May we search deep within for the sin that lies dormant.
May we recognize the enemy of the cross is our torment.
Our battle is never because of my skin color or yours or because of a simple nod.
Our battle is always with the one who steals, kills and destroys the children of God.
Penned – MG – 6/10/20
“Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.” 1 Peter 5:8
Do Something
Minneapolis, MN
So many words are spewed about
So many syllables are given out
This one says you should say that
That one says you should use this format
So many demand justice and revenge
So many scream inequality must end
This one brings a torch and a brick
That one brings a hand that constricts
How does this violence bring harmony to souls?
How does this hatred bring peace to console?
Can’t you see the only answer is unified prayer?
Can’t you see the only action is our hearts stripped bare?
May we search deep within for the sin that lies dormant.
May we recognize the enemy of the cross is our torment.
Our battle is never because of my skin color or yours or because of a simple nod.
Our battle is always with the one who steals, kills and destroys the children of God.
Penned – MG – 6/10/20
“Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.” 1 Peter 5:8
Where Do You Rest Your Eyes?
Going through the recent pandemic experience, I have noticed something about human nature. I’ve always known this to be true, but throughout this season, I have seen the evidence portrayed more vividly than ever before.
Where you rest your eyes in life will determine where you end up.
Just as, if while walking along a path, when you never once glance down, you may trip over a tree root or sidewalk, you will trip up in life if you constantly hold your head up in pride and never kneel down in humility.
Just as, if while running along the road, when you never look up, you may run into a tree or get run over by a car, you will run into a wall of anxiety and get run over by an avalanche of fear if you constantly keep your head down and never look beyond your problems.
Just as, if while climbing a mountain, when you refuse to persevere, you’ll never see the beautiful sunset in the horizon, you will be blinded by life’s circumstances if you consistently give up before you achieve the end goal.
Where your eyes search, there you will remain.
Where your eyes reside, there is where you will find your heart.
Take courage to seek peace.
Take courage to seek truth.
Take courage to seek faith.
“But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.”
Matthew 6:33
Waterfall Thoughts
You rush here and there
Never seeing
Never hearing
Never understanding
You race like the cascading waterfall
Never resting
Never seeking
Never breathing
You tumble down with no regard
Never thinking
Never feeling
Never caring
You crash on the rocks of turmoil
Never weeping
Never laughing
Always pretending
The pools of serenity whisked away
Never stopping
Never pausing
Always escaping
The waterfall never ends.
Penned – MG – 5/23/20
Friday Fun Day
On Saturday 😂
Well, it’s been a while, and really, Friday Fun Day is way overdue!
My apologies. I suppose, I’ve been a bit distracted from writing lately, or at least, from writing the “fun stuff.”
So, without further ado, let’s have a Friday Fun Day, and since today is Saturday, there’s no better time than the present! 😉
Don’t delay! Get outside. Take a road trip. Hike a mountain. Ride a bike. Stroll along the beach, or maybe just step into your back yard, beyond the chaos and the noise.
Breathe deep.
Exhale slowly.
Remember, the Creator of the Universe loves you.
Although chaos is all around in our world, He can bring perfect peace to your heart.
Just speak His name. Take a moment to talk with Him.
He will listen. Your heart will be changed.
And your Friday Fun Days can begin even on a Saturday. 💕
Peace, Peace, America 🇺🇸
I used to sing this song to my boys as I rocked them to sleep at night.
No matter how rambunctious or adventurous their day had been, miraculously, it always seemed to calm them.
I wish I could symbolically “sing” this over our nation tonight…and even our world.
It may be a bit old fashioned, but maybe take a minute to listen…
Fight Right
You scream for justice as you violate another’s land.
You demand equality while you jeopardize another’s family.
You shout revenge at the same moment you take another’s life.
How does this fix the problem?
How does this restore the home?
How does this heal the land?
Your actions beings more frustration.
Your words brings more confusion.
Your temper brings anger.
It’s a never ending cycle.
It’s a never relenting emotion.
It’s a never healing wound.
Violence can never bring resolution.
Looting only brings more revolt.
Riots only being more rebellion.
Can you not see the turmoil?
Can you not see the pain?
Can you not see the death?
There is but one answer.
There is but one relief.
There’s is but one solution.
Lay down your arms.
Lay down your venom.
Lay down your hate.
We can change this world only when we change our hearts first.
Now, go start a revolution.
A Call to Arms, Peacefully
We are to bring peace to this crazy world.
Peace, love, hope, and joy
How can you bring peace when you’re full of anxiety?
How did you bring Hope when you’re hopeless?
How can you bring courage when you’re fearful?
We are His ambassadors!
We are to bring His message to this fallen world.
Have we forgotten our place?
Have we forgotten our calling?
Rise up! Take your place!
This place is a disaster because the church is a disaster.
We have just as much divorce, drugs, anxiety, etc., as the world has.
This should not be.
He called us out to be separate, a royal priesthood, set a part for His will and His way.
We’ve spent too much time trying to fit in, to conform to the norm.
Rise up! Stand your ground!
Our fight is not against flesh and blood.
We have forgotten our enemy while he has lulled us to sleep.
We have grown lazy in our opinions and agendas, forgetting Whose opinion matters most.
We’ve got to return to our calling.
We’ve got to return to the mountain.
Don’t shutter because He’s mighty.
Praise because He’s holy.
Worship because He’s gracious.
Shout because He is merciful and just.
We serve a King not a people.
We are an army to storm the gates of hell not lie in the puddles of our own ambitions and desires.
Rise up! Take your place in the kingdom of God!
This world is desperate for a Savior.
Can you hear Him calling?
Can you hear their cries?
How can you ignore it?
Why do you walk away?
If you do not fight now, you will lose the very things you clinched so tightly.
They are like sand sifting through your hand.
We are Ambassadors of Christ.
Grasp the things of His kingdom.
Seek Him first.
Chase Him, church.
Arise, oh daughters and sons! Arise!
Take your place and reap the harvest!
“Now then, we are ambassadors for Christ, as though God were pleading through us: we implore you on Christ’s behalf, be reconciled to God.” 2 Corinthians 5:20
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