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Back to Ireland

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“Back to Ireland”

Oh, I wish I could go back to Ireland to the greenest fields I’ve ever seen

And I’d walk on the road out of Doolin to watch the wild waves on the sea

My eyes long to see loughs of Kerry as the sheep gather ’round them to drink

Of the pure crystal water of Ireland & go on their way as I dream

I would stop on Dublin’s streets just to listen to the singer as he sings his lovely song

Then sit near a warm roaring fire and hear a story from so long ago

Oh I wish I could go back to Ireland to the castles that stay in my mind

All the people that passed through their hallways & lived, loved & laughed on her shores

I would stop into a church on a hilltop surrounded by the high crosses there

And sit for a while and just listen to the small, still voice of God

c 2012 Lisa Lyons, from the CD Flight of Freedom

Two Hearts Are Better Than One

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My husband found this double-hearted leaf yesterday and brought it to me.

It had fallen from a tree and was laying, unappreciated, in the grass until then.

The leaf’s hearts are delicate, and easily torn and ruined without care and love.

And sadly, by this morning, it was starting to dry up and wither apart from its tree, the vine, the branch which gave it life.

Love is like that.  We need each other to be tender, nurturing and caring in order to live and thrive and grow properly.  We need to appreciate each other and not let others just lay around unseen.  We need desperately to be hooked up to our life source, Jesus, who gives us abundant life beyond imagining.

Find your leaf today and love it and nurture it and really see it.  Slainte, Lisa

Ireland’s AC

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As I sit here contemplating the upcoming 104 degree day here in the States, I am remembering fondly the wind and the temperatures of Ireland.  Now for those of you in Ireland who have had your share of wind and rain this summer, you would probably switch with me right now.  However, this video I found on YouTube made me feel much cooler as I watched it and imagined myself standing on that cliff in Co. Donegal, feeling the bracing and cleansing wind.  Enjoy the wind and the waves and God’s amazing power.  Slainte, Lisa

Fix Your Eyes

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A series of photos on the Lakes of Killarney…look at all of them and tell me where your eyes are fixed and focused.

 Most of you probably said the bridges.  That’s what my family and I found ourselves watching as we traveled towards them.  Our eyes traveled ahead and focused on them and watched as they grew ever closer.  In the vast lake, it was strangely grounding to see the bridges and know our destination.

“Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfector of our faith…” (Hebrews 12:2a)  The most amazing focal point ever, grounding and giving of the best destination ever.

Travel well and with your destination firmly set in your mind.  Slainte, Lisa

Castle Tunnels and Other Places to Hide

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Sometimes we all feel like we need a place to hide, to feel safe, to get away for a little while.  In my house, that tends to be my piano, or a walk outside with my sweet dog, or the bathroom.  In castle days, that place to hide took the form of an underground set of tunnels.  We got to explore Blarney Castle’s underground tunnels.

 Queen Elizabeth I wanted Blarney Castle for her own and sent her emissary, Earl of Leicester, to the castle for discussions with Cormac McCarthy, who had possession of the castle.  McCarthy kept putting the Earl off with banquets and delays; Queen Elizabeth I declared the reports to be “Blarney”.  One of Cromwell’s generals gutted the tower walls, but the castle inhabitants and defenders escaped through the underground tunnels, called Badgers Caves.

David said in the Psalms, “For in the day of trouble He will keep me safe in his dwelling; He will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle and set me high upon a rock.”  (Psalm 27:5)  The best hiding place, safe place, security that exists is God.  He can tunnel us safely away from the attackers in this life, and lead us to green pastures beside the still waters.    Slainte, Lisa