Jesus came, Jesus comes, Jesus is coming

When I was sinking down with grief, the weight of regret heavy

When I was wandering in darkness, stretching for the light

But thinking the distance was too far

Jesus came, forgave

When I am weary, no strength to find

When I am wondering how we all will survive

Thinking the world is too far gone

Jesus comes, strengthens, reminds

When He knows that the time has come

When He summons His beloveds home

When He appears and the heavens rejoice

Jesus is coming, is redeeming, is forever with us.

c2023 Lisa Lyons

Hallelujah! What a Savior.

Blessings, Lisa

Postscript: If you need to know Jesus, find forgiveness, no matter what, read the Bible, start with the book of John. He is there. He will make Himself known to you, and your empty places will be filled. Write to me if you need help in locating a Bible.

Not Just An Old Stick

When my dear Nannie was in her 90s, she would call herself an “old stick.” We would always lovingly tell her that she was definitely not an old stick and that she was beautiful. That God still had a purpose for her. We talked a lot about how she could pray for people. That she had the time and the heart to do so. And I know she did. Nannie loved her God, loved her church, and loved her family. And so she prayed to her heavenly Father as she sat in her chair. She was a fruitful, beautiful branch attached to the Vine.

Sometimes I feel hopeless in many situations. What can I do? What can possibly help? The only thing that can help many times is prayer. Turning that person or situation over to Jesus our Shepherd.

When you don’t know what to do, pray. If you don’t know God, pray. Ask Him to show you that He is real. He will.

“I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in Me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from Me you can do nothing.” – John 15:5

Blessings, Lisa

Chaos, Cleaning, Commencing

A pipe burst in our laundry room this weekend. Water everywhere. Workmen in and out. Renovations ahead. Stress, noise, and mess. Romantic anniversary and valentine weekend, huh? 😉

But a wondrous and quite unexpected thing has happened. I am cleaning out the laundry room, the shelves, the mess, the squirreling storage. And as I clean, I find treasures, discard trash, re-evaluate what is needed and what is not.

And I feel free. Lighter, even though I have just begun. A new start. A clean slate.

Hence, the photograph… trash bags sitting beside the beautiful azalea my wonderful husband brought me for our 35th anniversary. Chaos beside the beauty. The commencing of our 36th year together.

I also feel Christ nudging me with the same message. I will help you find a new start, a commencing of sorts, in this mess. Life is hard, yes. Life is messy and stressful, yes. But I have overcome this world.

Blessings to you all. Love, Lisa