Where We’ve Been

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Monasterboice, established 5th century, County Louth, Ireland

History is a story.  A story of where we’ve been, lessons we’ve learned, both good and bad.  History forgotten is time wasted.  It sets people up for repeating mistakes over and over.

One of the best things about Ireland is the respect shown for the past.  They don’t tear down the past, simply because it might be empty, falling apart, or what is considered to be culturally irrelevant by some.  The celtic crosses, the monasteries, the abandoned cottages.  They remain as a testament to what was, what was learned, where they have been.  And gives an amazing sense of hope for the future.  That the things of God remain, that no matter what man might say, God is alive and well in 2020 and forever.

Love, Lisa

Letting the Wind Hold You Up

There have been many memorable moments in our Ireland journeys where the wind felt like it was literally holding us up, pushing us along, carrying us on the distinctive Irish scent of salt air and green fields.  Moments that took your breath away, pushed all the worry far from mind.

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Braving the winds outside Glencolmcille, so we could hear the sheep below.

 

 

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Our son braving knock you down wind in 2011 in County Kerry

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The beauty of an isolated windswept beach, County Kerry.

Sometimes, the wind that feels like it could knock you down, actually holds you up.  And rewards you with beauty and clarity unknown before.

“He makes the clouds his chariot and rides on the wings of the wind.  He makes winds his messengers.” -Psalm 104:3b, 4a

Lean into the wind.  He will hold you up.  Love, Lisa

 

Distance and Time

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Ben Bulben, close by

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Ben Bulben, just a few moments later and few hundred feet down the road

Sometimes when we are too close to something, it loses all perspective.

Clouded, muddy, overwhelming.

Distance and time usually help.

Taking a step back, or two or ten.

Waiting for a day or a year.

The clouds will pass, and the beauty of the mountain revealed.

“I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in His word I put my hope.  My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning.”  – Psalm 130:6

Love, Lisa

The Upward Climb

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She is climbing, steadily, steadfastly.  Head down, feet searching for firmness.

She will not give up.  That is thankfully not even in her mind.

She will keep climbing, keep trying, keep walking.

Upward, onward.

 

Love, Lisa

Lisa

 

Photo: Silver Strand sheep, County Donegal, Ireland