Category Archives: Writing

Writing Anyway

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Our power is going on and off.  The internet is down, again.  Living in the country is wonderful, but not so wonderful for the latest and greatest technology. 

Anyway, I wasn’t going to write.  No wordpress.com available, little laptop battery left, yada, yada, yada.  I am thinking about writers before the dawn of the computer.  Pen, paper, and sometimes, quill, parchment, candlelight.  Or even before that, stone and chisel.  Torches. 

The urge to write, to create, to express ideas is strong in writers.  Or at least it should be.  God has created us in His image, and He is the ultimate Creator, the ultimate Writer.  Nothing stops Him. 😊

So I am writing this on my low battery, and giving myself an inner lecture.  Because I can write anytime, and I don’t need a fancy laptop and high-speed internet to do it.  Even if no one reads it, it is cathartic, it is satisfying, it stimulates a good productive part of my brain that needs to be away from the infernal internet. 

Maybe you will read this on the blog today, and maybe not.  But either way, I wrote.  And if the battery dies, I will find a nice pad of paper and my favorite pen.  I just hope I don’t have to find a chisel.  Lol

Lisa

Postscript – As you can see, the internet came back for now. So the blog is posted. But this has given me much food for thought…..do I write for others, or for the joy of writing, or for God? Maybe for all mentionned? How do I feel after I write? How would all of us do if internet and electricity were down long term? Wow…..can opened, worms everywhere….(thank you, Chandler Bing from F.R.I.E.N.D.S)

Ever After

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Photograph taken on Valentia Island, Ireland, Lisa Lyons

Let’s pretend that all is well

and just go back in time

Let’s find the place where hours glowed

and laughter always chimed

There is no perfect time, she said

No matter how you sigh

There always is a time of tears

Intermingled with the cheers

This life we lead is full of joy, of sadness, and of wonder

The way to peace is accepting all, and finding the Creator

The One true God, His name is Jesus, and life eternal after

He is the Way, the Truth, the Life

He is our Ever After

c2022 Lisa Lyons

Peace

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Gleniff Horseshoe, County Sligo, Ireland, 2015.

“When everything seems to be against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.” – Henry Ford

“A quiet conscience makes one strong.” – Anne Frank

“You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in You.” – Isaiah 26:3

“Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet My unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor My covenant of peace be removed,” says the Lord, who has compassion on you. – Isaiah 54:10

A Stone at a Time, or How Not to Plow a Field

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My favorite castle in Ireland, Ballycarbery, was built one stone at a time. They did the work. Photo: Ed Lyons, 2009

Worries. Anxiety. Circular thoughts that go nowhere. When these things hit me, I head outside to the garden. Pick the beans, discard the bad leaves, plant fall spinach, kale and carrot seeds. Water. Just doing the work in God’s good earth quiets my mind every time.

As I dig my hands into the dirt, I am thinking of some of my favorite quotes about work.

“You’ll never plow a field by turning it over in your mind.” – Irish proverb

“Castles were built a stone at a time.” – Irish proverb

“Pick the potatoes yourself, Joseph; you ambitious boy.” – Far and Away, film 1992, directed by Ron Howard

So now, instead of snapping and freezing the green beans, which I was going to do, I am writing this. But that’s ok. Work is work, no matter what kind of work it is. It keeps the hands busy, the mind active on positive things.

Which reminds me of another good quote I heard a lot growing up: “Idle hands are the Devil’s playthings.”

The Enemy likes nothing better than for me to be idle, to be aimless, to worry, to fret. It breeds fear and anxiety. It is not good.

So now I will snap the beans. I am grateful. I am feeling productive. God will take care of the rest.

Love to you, Lisa

The Real Me

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Shadow me, Outer Banks NC

How many of you can relate?

Scene 1: Early Morning. Lisa arises, feels new, refreshed, ready to tackle the day. She blogs about rising above the storm clouds, about dealing well with the “it is” in her life. Feeling good.

Scene 2: Late afternoon. Lisa is half crying and half mad. Things have gone from bad to worse with little and big irritations, changes, stresses, people being people. Husband laughingly, lovingly, asks where the “it is” girl has gone. She feels a headache beginning.

“Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” – Lamentations 3:22-23

We are human. Life happens. People keep on being people, and none of us are perfect for sure.

Is the real me the one who blogs in the morning? Or the frustrated headachy one in the afternoon? The real me is both of these creatures. God has created us with a myriad of colorful, wonderful and sometimes exhausting emotions.

Verses like the one above bring me great joy and peace. He knows me. He loves me. He gives me new compassion every morning. He will remain faithful to me no matter what.

Thank goodness.

Love, Lisa