The Fight of Seduction

March 5, 2020March 3, 2020 / The WheatandTares

The sound of your voice still rattles in my head.

The effects are slowly but surely becoming dead.

The triggers you brought always through my heart were shot.

But now, your deceitful lies have all been quickly caught.

The murmur of your tongue is fading from my mind.

The impact of your facade dissipates like scattered grind.

One look, one word, no matter the hour, I’m still taken back.

Yet, I fight and I claw to resist the seducing hatred that only brings me lack.

Oh, how I wish to cry, to scream, to vent out to all the world.

I want to demand justice and deny your pleasantries that swirled.

I fight my own daggers, realizing bitterness is not the answer.

Gall cannot bring life, my bones it will eat like a cancer.

So, I walk away, never seeking retribution or the slightest reconstruction.

I will wait for time to tell and truth to shine before my souls gives to abduction.

I cannot be free from the memories that bring pain, but I can sing.

I can praise my God for His goodness and grace, for the life He will bring.

Penned – MG – 3/1/20

Whimsical Wednesday

March 4, 2020 / The WheatandTares / 5 Comments

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

March 2, 2020February 29, 2020 / The WheatandTares

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

February 26, 2020 / The WheatandTares

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

February 26, 2020 / The WheatandTares

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

February 19, 2020October 25, 2021 / The WheatandTares

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

February 13, 2020February 12, 2020 / The WheatandTares

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

February 5, 2020October 25, 2021 / The WheatandTares / 2 Comments

Take a minute to breathe.

Breathe long and breathe deep.

If one inhale isn’t enough, do it again.

Life is too short to stay stuck in where you’ve been.

Step out. Take a chance.

Your past can’t be erased from memory.

Yet, that’s no reason to let it consume today.

Walk forward with purpose, with promise; don’t delay.

Relish the moment. Cherish the treasures.

Push beyond your fears and insecurities.

Fly out of that comfort zone, regardless of the ropes.

Tomorrow holds much goodness and hope.

Just trust and believe.

Penned – MG – 2/5/2020

Friday Fun Day

January 31, 2020 / The WheatandTares / 12 Comments

Well, this week was continued in my battle with the crud’s, and I really wasn’t so sure I was going to have a Friday Fun Day today.

But I awoke this morning, feeling much better, while still struggling with a bit of congestion and coughing; yet, I had such a case of cabin fever that I was beyond ready to get out of the house!

Usually when my husband asks, “Me hat do you want to do for lunch?” I typically answer, “It doesn’t matter to me. However today, I almost didn’t let him finish the question! 😂

I answered within a nanosecond that I wanted to go OUT for lunch, and then, I’d come home and cook the roast I have waiting to have for lunch tomorrow!

He got a good laugh out of that one. 🤣

… then after lunch, we came home, and I helped my son work on his FAFSA form! 😳😬😖