Hill, mountain…whichever it is, it is beautiful, rocky, steep, and gives a feeling of forever, permanence. Like the ocean, it points to God and gives me great peace.
It’s not a hill, it’s a mountain
As we start out the climb
Listen for me, I’ll be shouting
Shouting to the darkness
Squeeze out sparks of light (U2)
May God bless your Monday with smooth hills, peace, and sparks of light. Slainte, Lisa
Animals are always therapeutic to watch. They live life, unconcerned about what may happen tomorrow, not mulling over what happened last week…mostly just thinking about now. About food now, about a soft place to lay, about enjoying their walk. Take these sheep for instance; they are eating, seemingly unaware of the impending cliff dropoff in front of them by only a few feet. Yet amazingly they never got even close to falling off the whole time we were there. Their little feet instinctively seemed to know where to walk.
I need to be a sheep. Or my dog. Just trusting, enjoying the now, and walking by the Light of God that guides me away from cliffs. Blessings, Lisa
“Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path.” – Psalm 119:105
The sea hath no king but God alone.
~Dante Gabriel Rossetti
My soul is full of longing for the secrets of the sea,
and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Why do we love the sea? It is because it has some potent power to make us think things we like to think.
~Robert Henri
It had been a long, hard journey across the sea. Two plane flights, a seven hour layover in NJ, a sprained ankle, and three tired children, including a two and a half year old. Procuring a rental car, securing the car seat, pouring over the map to locate the roads to Portmagee, and off we drove. I was determined not to stop until we reached our little cottage. But this view stopped me….Dingle Bay to my right, the wonders of Kerry just around the bend. I was filled with expectation and excitement and awe at the beauty that God has made. My poor worn out two year old and nine year old missed the whole thing, being passed out in the backseat.
But the view gave me just enough energy to make it to the aforesaid cottage; knowing what might be just around the bend was exciting and kept me driving on.
Keep on driving today….what’s just around the bend is full of wonder and needs you to discover it. 🙂 Slainte, Lisa
“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of His glory!” – Isaiah 6:3
I’m feeling sentimental this morning. This is my son and I outside a pub in Temple Bar, Dublin, back when I was still taller than him. Now at 19 he towers above me, and is off having wonderful new adventures at college. Treasure all those hugs, and be a “hug collector”….see how many you can collect today. You won’t be sorry. 🙂 Slainte, Lisa
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