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Running Down the Hill

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IMG_3311Here is a picture of my oldest daughter running down a hill on Valentia Island.  Remember when you were a kid (or maybe you did it yesterday) and it was so awesomely fun to run down a big hill, fast, almost out of control?  I do, and I always loved it.  What I didn’t love was the feeling at the bottom.  I was usually alone, and looking up, there would be this immense (and much bigger suddenly) hill to climb back up.  But I’d pluck up my childhood energy and go back up, and then guess what?  Sometimes I’d do it again!  🙂

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Sometimes I have times in my life that are like running downhill….seamless, effortless, no problems for a time.  I’m running, I’m happy, no resistance.  Other times are definitely the climbing back up part.  I’m trudging, I’m resolved, I have the teeth gritted with determination to finish.  But oh, the feeling when I make it back up to the top.  The view, the feeling of accomplishment, and the knowing that downhills are coming again.

Whether you’re running down or headed up or simply enjoying the view, may God give you His joy and strength today for the journey.  Slainte, Lisa

“You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.” – Psalm 16:11

“We walk by faith, not by sight.” – 2 Corinthians 5:7

Love, The 50th Edition

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“Love is a many splendored thing.”  That song title is a great description of the 50 years of marriage and love that my parents have shared together.  Growing up and watching my parents, I learned what true love was supposed to look like.  I remember them dancing in the living room after supper; part of me loved it, part of me was like, “Come on, Mom & Dad…parents aren’t supposed to actually kiss or anything.”  😉  But most of me was so happy that they were happy, and I knew that I wanted to find a love like that one day.  And happy ending…I did.

So here’s to two of my very best friends, my parents, on their 50th wedding anniversary tomorrow.  May your love continue to shine for many, many more years, because we all love to see the glow.   Love, Lisa

Believing Before

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When I was a child, I believed easily.  I would look up at the leaves on the trees as I soared high on my wooden swing, see the sunlight piercing through them, and just know without thinking too hard that God was real and there.  I said my prayers simply and without questioning at night, somehow knowing that Someone bigger than me was listening and watching out for me.

I think that’s what Jesus meant when He said we have to have faith like a child.  Just trusting that all of this crazy life is taken care of by Someone bigger and smarter and more in control…not thinking so hard all the time.  I still believe today, and I’m so thankful for that.  Life is hard sometimes, and without Him, I wouldn’t know where to turn, who to give all these worries to who could handle them all.   He is stronger, and He will never leave.  Look up through the leaves today, feel the sunlight on your face, and just believe.  Slainte, Lisa

“Were there no God we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts and no one to thank.”  – Christina Rossetti

Know It By Heart

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When I was little and I would memorize a new song for my piano recital or learn the Gettysburg Address for 4th grade, I would say “I know it by heart.”  Now, knowing something “by heart” means something entirely different….it’s being able to recall something, deep inside, remembering the smells and sounds and touch of something as if it was yesterday.  It’s remembering by heart the feeling of riding my bike, without a helmet, fast down Mt. Run Lane road, the wind ripping through my hair. bike2 It’s feeling by heart the soft stuffed elephant that my then-boyfriend and now-husband gave me at the lockers, his first gift to me.   It’s hearing by heart the sound of my  baby’s first cry as he made his way into the world.  It’s smelling by heart the warm, breezy, salty air as I stepped out of the car at the ocean. bike3

It’s sensing by heart the excitement of Christmas morning as my sister and I ran downstairs, my parents’ happy faces beaming.

So many things I have learned “by heart.”  And I am thankful for each precious one.  Have a blessed weekend.  Slainte, Lisa