Three Folds in my Garment

Three folds in  my garment

Yet only one garment I bear

Three joints in a finger

Yet only one finger is there

Three leaves in a shamrock

Yet only one shamrock I wear

Frost, ice and snow

Yet these three are nothing but water

Three persons in God

Yet only one God is there

-Irish blessing-

Thank you, God, for being an amazing, mind-blowing, beyond-my-imagination God.  Father, Son and Holy Spirit.  Forever and ever.

Slainte, Lisa

Crossed Wires

We thought that the sound system had finally given up on us…the trusty sound system that had carried voices and instruments for concerts over the last 20 years had had enough.  There was no electricity in the outlets at the outdoor venue in which we were setting up…no time for a sound check before the electricity finally surged back into the lines.  A horrible buzzing sound emitted from the speakers.

Last night, we set the whole system up again in our dining room.  And lo and behold, we discovered that we had put two wires in the wrong places.  The good old sound system sounded crystal clear and was raring to go.  Which of course prompted an impromptu concert at home for my poor children to have to listen to.  🙂

Being hooked up to the right source is crucial; our energy flows, and we feel alive and well and purposeful.  Having our wires crossed, or connecting to bad sources, leads to confusion, unusefulness, and no direction.

“I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.”  (John 10:10b)

Have a wonderful, God-powered day!  Slainte, Lisa

Sweet Music

Music expresses that which can not be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.” -Victor Hugo

Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul.” – unknown

I have no pleasure in any man who despises music. It is no invention of ours: it is a gift of God.” – Martin Luther

“Most people live and die with their music still unplayed. They never dare to try.”          -Mary Kay Ash

Find your song, whatever it is, and play it.  It is beautiful, and it is yours, given by God.

Slainte, Lisa

*images provided via Pinterest

Traveling Out and About

“The belt of Christ about me on my going out and on my coming in.”

“God be on your road every way you go.”

Irish Blessings

  My poor baby fell out of bed this morning around 4 AM.  She’s five, and recently insisted that she was big enough to sleep without the guard rail.  We agreed, but now my mother bear instincts are questionning this.  Her poor little nose took the brunt of it, but thankfully, she seems to be alright.

Letting go, letting your children grow and develop independence, is scary sometimes.  You want to protect them from all the bad things, the hurts, the wrong choices.  You want their life to have the happiest endings possible.  Yet they can never grow up successfully with that kind of hover parenting.  And that’s one of the amazing lessons of parenting…learning to trust God for the times when you can’t be there or shouldn’t be there.  Because He promises to protect, to guard, to do what is best for all of us.

“He protected us on our entire journey and among all the nations through which we traveled.”  (Joshua 24:17b)

Go with God, and know that He is with you today.  🙂  Slainte, Lisa

Wind on the Haystacks

“There’s no need to fear the wind if your haystacks are tied down.”  -Irish proverb

Photo by Patricia Edwards in County Clare, 1958.
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After piling the dried hay into 7 to 8 foot stacks, hayropes would be tied down over them.  At the end of the ropes were heavy stones to hold the haystacks down in the wind.  You can only imagine what would happen if they were not tied down…hay lost, much hard work and sweat gone to waste, and no food for livestock.

This got me thinking about my life…is it tied down?  Am I blowing crazily in the wind, or am I secured to the rock?  “The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.”  (Psalm 18:2)  Sometimes life gets crazy, and winds are howling, and it feels like you’re going to blow away.  But the Rock that is stronger than me will hold me down and keep me together in my “haystack.”    Slainte, Lisa

Women helping to create haystacks
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