Gift from Heaven

Posted on December 4, 2012 by lyonsroarforgod

Until yesterday, it has been pretty cold around here, requiring winter coats and heavy sweaters. But then, out of the clear blue sky, came a 70 degree day, with sun no less! And we’re going to have another of the same today. 🙂 When one of these days come upon you in the midst of coldness, it makes you immediately want to roll down your windows in the car, turn circles in the grass with your arms outstretched, and move all activities outside, pronto! A gift from heaven above; God saying in a very small but wonderful way, “I love you; enjoy the day.” Better than any wrapped gift I can think of.

So excuse me, I’m going to stop blogging now, and get ready to enjoy the day. (although I’m teaching piano today…can I roll my big piano outside? 🙂 ) Slainte, Lisa

Here’s a lovely rendition of “Count Your Blessings” by Amy Grant & CeCe Winans. This song helps me see those “heaven gifts” a little clearer.

Monday Morning…You Gotta Laugh

Posted on December 3, 2012 by lyonsroarforgod

Seeing how it’s Monday, and it’s getting close to Christmas, I definitely feel in need of a laugh. Hope these provide you with a modicum of jocularity. 🙂 Slainte, Lisa

This “is” my best Christmas smile.

Polar bears after watching too many Christmas specials.

Does this hat make my ears look fat?

Oops, got your nose!

Merry Christmas to ewe! (and yes, I do use conditioner)

All you need’s a long nap, a soft sofa, and some good friends…Merry Christmas!

Flying With My Dad

Posted on November 30, 2012 by lyonsroarforgod

Cessna

Final approach into Bayse, Bryce Ski Resort

Bryce Airport

When I was younger and still living at home, my dad took flying lessons and got his private pilot’s license. It was thrilling to think of my dad up there flying around, and we couldn’t wait for him to be able to officially take us up for the first time. He had a little Cessna 4-seater, and it was perfect. Dad & Mom up front, my sister and I in the tiny backseat. That little plane would take off, and magically we’d be soaring up in the sky with the birds and the clouds and landing in places like Bryce Ski Resort for dinner, or sometimes just the neighboring airport. It didn’t matter too much where we went; it was how we got there that made it amazing. And the fact that my dad was flying us there made him super-cool and made us all feel super-safe. One time I got to fly with Dad alone, and he let me take the wheel for a little while. Amazing memories. And amazing how the fun things that parents do, stick with their children for a lifetime. 🙂 Thanks, Dad, and thanks, Mom, for being cool enough to let him fly. Love, Lisa