Trusting When the Ground Shakes

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This is Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge in County Antrim, Ireland.   It stands 20 meters long and sways 30 meters above the rocks below.  The current bridge, built in 2008, can hold 8 people at a time, and gives a dizzying thrill of a walk to visitors crossing over to the tiny island of Carrickarede.  There are some visitors that had to leave the tiny island by boat, due to fear of walking back across the bridge again.  But most people do just fine, trusting that the makers of the bridge knew what they were doing.

We all go through things in our lives that feel like that bridge, shaky, dizzying, uncertain, high above the ground.  Who made you, who made this whole world and the things in it that sometimes feel so shaky?  The Lord God, Maker of the Universe, is the best builder, and in Him all things are held together.  And we can cross to and fro, to and fro, trusting the Builder to know what He’s doing.  Even if we’re freaking out and whining and screaming, He’s calm and in control.  Giving us the trust we need to take that step right onto the bridge.

Holding on tightly today, Lisa

“For in Him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities, all things have been created through Him, and for Him.” ~Colossians 1:16

 

 

 

Fierce in Its Loveliness

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There is something about storm clouds that fascinate; you can’t look away.  The heaviness of the air, the portension, the myriad of colors not seen in ordinary clouds.   Fierce loveliness and beauty, expectation, sometimes fear but accompanied by a quickening of the senses.

Storm clouds on your horizon?  Yes, there are some on mine.  But they could be good, washing away the stale and the old, bringing fresh air, healing, newness.  Fierce loveliness.

“Joy and sorrow are this ocean and in their every ebb and flow
Now the Lord a door has opened
That all Hell could never close
Here I’m tested and made worthy
Tossed about but lifted up
In the reckless raging fury
That they call the love of God”  ~The Love of God, Rich Mullins

Hiding Baby

Our dog Finnegan has a baby.  A little raccoon toy that he has loved since he first came to our home at 7 weeks old.  He loves to cuddle with it, and when he’s not with Baby, he feels compelled to hide him in a safe location until Finnegan decide to play with him again.  He’ll walk around and around the house, carrying Baby in his mouth, looking for just the perfect spot.

Here’s where I found Baby yesterday.

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And here’s Finnegan, on the opposite couch, resting but still close by.

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It reminds me of a verse in the Bible which has really comforted me lately.  “He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge.” ~Psalm 91:4

Hidden, safe, protected, always watched over by my Father in heaven.  Blessings, Lisa