The Path of Life

We all are on our pathway through life. Most of us are trying our best. As you see here, everyone is walking towards the top of the hill in the Burren. Some are distracted by the things they see on the side; some are waiting for others. My son is choosing to walk on the challenging rocks, and my husband is choosing the smoother path. And me? I’m hanging back from the path, unsure of which way to proceed, and just taking the photograph.

One of the hardest things is understanding why people choose the paths they choose. It’s not our path; it’s not what we would choose. We just don’t understand it. It stresses us out.

The absolutes in this life are belief in Christ Jesus as the Son of God, His sacrifice for us and resurrection, the Bible.

The rest…. well, there is some wiggle room as to the path. Some will choose the smooth way, and some thrive on the rocks. And that’s ok. God has made us all to be different kinds of characters, different personalities. How boring the world would be if we were all homogenous robots.

Just make sure that you are following Jesus on your pathway, whatever it looks like. He will lead you well.

Blessings,

Lisa

Waiting for the Neon Sign

I’m waiting for the neon sign to tell me what to do

A giant one hung from God above my house so blue

This way, that way, or just stay still

I long to be useful, but still in His Will

What’s the plan? What’s my purpose?

As midlife is here

I’m up for adventure

Just tickle my ear

c2023 Lisa Lyons

The Dichotomy of a Practical Mind and a Dreaming Heart

In the woods in Killarney

You already know where this post is going. I probably don’t even have to write it. Ok. Blessings, Lisa

Haha…no, I’m going to write it anyway! 🙂

My heart is always dreaming, day dreaming, night dreaming, walking around dreaming. New ideas, new adventures, new horizons.

But my troublesome practical mind puts brakes on many of these things before they can take off and leave the ground. ‘It’s too expensive….we need to save for retirement….you need to be a responsible adult….” You get the idea.

Depending on how your mind and heart is wired, you may agree with one side or the other. “It’s a good thing she has that practical mind; no telling what she’d do.” Or, “She needs to follow her dreams and take more chances.”

But what if you are a practical dreamer?

God gives hopes and dreams. God gives us sound minds. God gives us all things. I just pray that I can hear what He is saying and where He is leading.

Blessings, (again)

Lisa

A Great Dog Living His Almost-Best, Yet Best, Life

This is our cockapoo dog, Finnegan. He is almost ten years old, and he is a wonderful companion.

As he looked out at the new surroundings on our last vacation, I wonder what he thought. Probably along the lines of….”What is that? Is that a creature? I want to go down there and get it. If this wood just wasn’t in the way. Is it time for treats? Where is Mom and Dad? What was that?” Or maybe he was just content and happy. I love to think about what he thinks.

He loves to run free off-leash, but on vacation and in strange places, it’s not safe for him to do that. So that’s why I say ‘almost-best.’ Yet, that leash and those deck railings provide him safety. Which gives him his ‘best life,’ full of pets, rubs, treats, reliable dog food and water, walks, ball playing, car rides, and comfy beds to sleep on practically all day and night.

Note to self: the things I see as restrictions can sometimes be working for my good. Hmmm…much to ponder now. Which I like.

Love, Lisa

The Dichotomy of a Soft Heart and a Tough Skin

Artists, writers, musicians, dancers, or anyone in a creative field need soft hearts. They need to be able to see the beauty, the heartbreak, the story of the world with sensitivity. They need to completely feel it all. Let it soak in, and then let it out in some sort of expression.

Then these same souls have to submit their work to others for either acceptance or rejection. Is it good enough? Is it interesting to others? Will it sell? It requires nerves of steel and a tough skin when the inevitable rejections come along.

The line between that soft heart and tough skin is a tricky one to find and maintain. All I know is that I must keep trying, because creating things is what keeps me going, it is what defines me as a person that God made. So, I’m shrugging it off, laughing, and writing. It’s all part of it.

So, paint well, sing loudly, write away, dance your heart out. It is a beautiful thing.

Blessings, Lisa

P.S. Sarcastic or humorous comments welcome, as humor always helps. 😉