A Special Place in My Heart

This is another special memory I wrote based on precious moments with my grandparents. I never want to forget these times.
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I was enjoying the warmth of the nice soft, fleece blankets. When suddenly they are ripped from me and I felt two strong hands push hard into my sides. I squirm and try to escape and let out a scream. I turn to see my grandfather to continue to tickle me as he yells, “Tickle Alarm! Tickle Alarm!” I giggle as I rolled out of bed. He gives me a great big smile and asks me, “Are you ready for some breakfast, little chef?” I squealed. “Yes!” My grandfather walks out to the kitchen while I shut the door, and then put on my jeans. I then race out to the kitchen and put on my little apron. “Are you ayeing the toaster?” asked my grandfather. “Yep! Ready for duty!” We quickly get breakfast assembled and then sit down to enjoy it. My grandmother joins us. “This is delicious, dear.” She exclaims. “Why thanks honey, but I couldn’t have done it without my little bit!” He replies. I show a huge smile of pride and continue to eat. We finish up and then I give my Grandpa the ‘bill’. “What do you mean I own 300,000 dollars for breakfast? I did most of the cooking!” I giggled then darted away before he could get me. But it was too late. He swoops me up in his arms, and before I know it, I’m upside down. I let out another squeal and laugh. My grandpa lays me on the floor and sits on me. He then begins to tickle me. I laugh and yell, “Stop! I’m going to end up wetting my pants!” My grandpa lets up a bit and says, “What about that Bill?” I try to catch a breath of air and finally was able to let out, “You can pay me back later.” My grandpa smiles and gets up off of me. He stands up and gives me a hand up. He lets out a gush of air, and then plops down in his favorite brown chair.

He says, “Come here Little Bit.” I come towards him. He picks me up and sets me in his lap. It was time for my favorite time, snuggle time. I snuggle up in a small little ball really closely to him. He then begins to close his eyes. I let out a little yawn. He opens his eyes a crack and looks down at me and smiles. I look back at him and return the smile. My Grandpa gives me a little squeeze, I come in closer. I felt so happy. My grandpa had closed his eyes again. I turned my head to his ear and said, “I love you Grandpa.” He opens his eyes again that looked a little wet. And tells me, “I love you too, Little Bit, And I always will.” I gave my Grandpa another hug, then slowly my eyes droop to a close too.

Now that I’ve grown bigger I can’t snuggle on my grandpa’s lap anymore. But I still love him the same way. And I will always think back on those days when I did curl up with him for that special snuggle. We have had many cherished memories, and I will never forget them. But most of all I will never forget my grandfather and the impact he has had in my life. Encouraging me to go on farther, and that I can do anything. I love you Grandpa.


~Miles Hazel~

Dear to My Heart

This is written for my grandmother. This is one of my favorite memories with her. Enjoy.
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It was a chilly night. A night for fire places and hot chocolate. But that’s not what this night was going to be about. Mom and Dad were going out. So as a little 6 year old girl with bouncy pigtails I was excited because this meant a night with Grandma. This would be a special night, I knew it would be fun and remember able. We pulled into the drive way and I could see Grandma in the house waiting for me. Dad opened the door for me and I ran into the house. There was my warm hearted grandmother with curly hair and always a smile on her face.I leapt into her arms for a hug. Then Mom and Dad gave kisses to me and said, “Now you be a good girl for Grandma.” I nodded happily and helped pushed them out the door. They chuckled and yelled back, “Thanks for watching her Sarah! We’ll be back by 9!” They scurried away and now it was just my grandma and I. “So, little Miss, what are we going to do tonight?” I thought hard. I wrinkled my nose and got my thinking face on. It had to be perfect. “Let’s make cookies!” I grinned. “Okay sweetheart. I’ll get the ingredients and you get the cookie cutters. “ I scampered across the kitchen and gathered all the pretty cookie cutters I could find. I brought them to the counter and placed them next to the flour. “Alrighty Elizabeth, first thing we got to do is…” “Wash our hands!” I shouted. I rushed into the bathroom to clean my hands. After a good little bit I raced back to the kitchen. “Now, we going to have to get our hands dirty a bit…” “Then why did we wash our hands if their just getting dirty again?” My grandma laughed at my comment. “Oh, it will be alright.” She smirked to herself and turned and gave me a squeeze. We made the squishy dough. She then took off the lid to the flour. “Okay, so we need to lay out some flour to roll the dough in. Just scoop it out and put it on the counter. “Okay” I said. I grabbed a large over flowing cup of flour and dumped it on the counter. We started rolling the dough out. I placed my tiny little hands into the flour. I realized my hands were really dirty with flour covering them. I turned to the side and smacked my hands together. A large puff of flour went flying into my grandma’s face. She now looked like a ghost. I thought she would be mad, but instead she laughed and tickled me. I laughed too. “Be careful where you clap!” She smiled. We continued to roll out the cookies. I did forget sometimes where to clap my hands, grandma in return clapped in my direction as well. We giggled we laughed, it was a precious moment. By the time we finished we both looked like white ghosts. Grandma turned to me and said, “We better get you cleaned up before your parents come back. They might think you’re a ghost!” I laughed and nodded. We both got all cleaned up. Grandma and I then decided to make ornaments while the cookies baked. We had lots of laughs and love. At long last 9 came. Mom and Dad walked in. “Hello? We’re back!” I ran up to them both and gave them a big hug. “Was Elizabeth a good girl?” I smiled and grandma nodded. “Yes, she was excellent. We had fun didn’t we Elizabeth?” I grabbed my grandma and gave her a big hug. “I love you grandma. Tonight was fun. “ I went back to the door and put on my shoes and coat. The adults were talking while waiting for me, then I remembered, “Grandma! I never got to eat a cookie! I was having too much fun!” Grandma turned to me. “Oh, well, that’s not right! I guess you’ll have to come back tomorrow to have some!” I squealed with delight. I gave grandma a big kiss and raced out the door. I couldn’t wait for tomorrow to come! As we pulled out the drive way and waved good bye. I realized that I really loved my grandma and that tonight was a special night. Just her and me. And now that I’m older I realize that I didn’t want to go back to Grandma’s house for the cookie, no I wanted to go back to spend more time with her. Cause I love her.

~Miles Hazel~

Choose Wisely

I thought you saw…but apparently you are still in love with sin. Why can’t you see that none of that is worth it. It’s SICK! I tell you, and just plain wrong! Why don’t you get? I’m tired of your lies…Foolish…you’re ending your life. So, disappointed. Everyone is. I know it ain’t easy, but you got to stop it! I never been through that stuff, and I’m glad! I’m living for Him. I don’t care what others think. All I care is what my Lord and Savoir thinks. If others think of me as a “Christian girl”, So what! My faith is not a weakness. It is my ultimate strength! I couldn’t live without. I would be dead if it weren’t for Christ. Please don’t look at me as the perfect girl…Because I’m not! I’m far from it. And I am no judge. But Christ is! He is the ultimate judge, He is savior and supreme ruler! He created everything! He created you, He loves you. He hates to see you dance into sin’s tango of death. He cries. All He wants is you to jump into his arms and follow Him. Please go…. I can’t make you. It’s all up to you. But please just don’t sit there. You can’t sit on the fence forever, the day is coming, soon... Where will you be then?

~Miles Hazel~

Blinded

Lord, why can't they see?
Why can't they see you?
you perform for them everyday,
but they still don't get it.
You're what makes them tick.
Yet they are so blind.
I diplay you everyday.
Hoping that they will see your light shining through me.
I pray for them...
but they still havn't seen.
Iwant them to know that there is a better new life for them.
and all they have to do is look at the cross
They keep saying, "I'll do it tomorrow or some other time, just not now."
But they don't see that this life will be gone soon.
Our purpose in life is to bring glory to you.
It brings tears to my eyes seeing them dishonor you.
I take a stand, but do they see it? see you in me?
Lord, I just want to know...make them see.

~Miles Hazel~

Gone.....Forever

Trials happen everyday. Sometimes painful decisions must be made. Sometimes it may mean a lost friend or a broken heart.
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Why Can't you see?
Young girl, we are through!
Why don't you get it!
put yourself in my shoes.
Do you see it now?
Sorry, but those days our over.
We just can't be friends.
Please don't call me.
This is goodbye.
goodbye.

~Miles Hazel~

Trust Broken Down

I have to fight my own battles
No one said it would be easy
but can't you see
That's how it was meant to be

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I got your back and you have mine
Nothing is going to break that apart
We are in this together
I won't let go
Because with both our hands
we form a heart
It may not look like a lot, but trust me it is.
It is true art
None like it.
This is what we call true friends.

~Miles Hazel~

Hope is not Abandoned

Now, I never was an orphan, but I wrote this for a dear friend that was, and this a journey of an orphan's way to becoming a child of God, and having a family.

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Abandoned and alone.
Then you come and raise me from the dust.
You raise me to the sky
I feel as if I’m flying!
Then you tell me.
Do you want this to last?
I cry yes! Forever!
You grab my hand and hold it tight.
You point to the cross.
That is way.
The way to eternal love.
Then ran to the cross
At the foot of the cross was Jesus.
I jumped in his arms
He says, “I know you are alone,
But now longer shall you be that way.”
“But, Lord, who? I am but an orphan, the Unwanted one.”
The lord replies, “you may have been abandoned,
But you are wanted. I want you more than you could ever know.”
Tears come falling off my face, “you love me?”
The Lord responds, “yes, more than anything.”
I grab him and hug him. I was filled with joy.
No longer was I a unwanted burden, I was now a child of God.
“I will use you in many ways, the person that showed you the cross,
Loves you also. She is going to take you and raise you as a beautiful Daughter.
She is adopting you.” Says the Lord.
“Oh, Lord! I’m overwhelmed! I am filled with joy”
“Child, don’t you don’t have to call me Lord, just call me daddy. I will always be with you.” Says the Lord. “Alright, Daddy, I will do you proud!”
I step down and grab the ladies hand who showed me the cross.
The Lord replies, “The road ahead will not be easy, but with the people surrounding you and me, you can get through anything. I love you”
I grab his hand too and say, “Please, both stay by my side, and don’t let go. I love you.” The Lord replies, “I will never let go.”