When I was younger and still living at home, my dad took flying lessons and got his private pilot’s license. It was thrilling to think of my dad up there flying around, and we couldn’t wait for him to be able to officially take us up for the first time. He had a little Cessna 4-seater, and it was perfect. Dad & Mom up front, my sister and I in the tiny backseat. That little plane would take off, and magically we’d be soaring up in the sky with the birds and the clouds and landing in places like Bryce Ski Resort for dinner, or sometimes just the neighboring airport. It didn’t matter too much where we went; it was how we got there that made it amazing. And the fact that my dad was flying us there made him super-cool and made us all feel super-safe. One time I got to fly with Dad alone, and he let me take the wheel for a little while. Amazing memories. And amazing how the fun things that parents do, stick with their children for a lifetime. 🙂 Thanks, Dad, and thanks, Mom, for being cool enough to let him fly. Love, Lisa
Tag Archives: Children
‘Tis the Season
Oh boy…it hit me this morning. The overwhelmingly exciting feeling I get every year at some point that Christmas is coming. 🙂 The little kid, look at the pretty lights, wow-do you see that beautiful tree kind of feeling. The looking out the window, wondering if it will snow a little bit for a white Christmas feeling. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and we will be spending it eating way too much food and laughing and enjoying family. And then…we will be decorating soon, and turning our old house into a wonderland of fairy lights and green and red and gold. And although I know Christmas would still be Christmas without all the decorations, it still makes me happy to see the wonder in my children’s eyes as they look at the lights, and when we set up the manger scene and save baby Jesus to put into the manger last. Christmas…Jesus’ birthday…time to remember and treasure and cherish. Enjoy every moment and have fun making memories. Slainte, Lisa
How Will I Spend My Coin?
“Life is a coin. You can spend it any way you wish, but you can spend it only once.”
-Lillian Dickson
The 5 year old tightly clutches the purse that holds her coins. Four bright shiny quarters that she has brought to the shopping center. She wonders what these four coins will bring into her day. Then she sees it. The colorful, musical carousel with four gleaming horses traveling in their circular route. That’s it…that’s what she wants to spend her quarters on. They clink into the slot, and the child selects the most beautiful horse of all to sit upon. She smiles and enjoys the ride; the people who watch her enjoy the sheer happiness of this moment, of the beauty of being alive in God’s beautiful world, of seizing the seconds. When the ride is over, the child and the people are still happy, because they now have a wonderful memory of the music, the smile, and the moment. Slainte, Lisa
Sweet, Beautiful Freedom
So….I’ve been thinking alot lately about freedom. What a precious gift from God it is. Freedom of speech, to be able to state what you believe in, even if it may differ from someone else’s beliefs….freedom to play soccer in Sudan, to just be children while the country continues to war on…Freedom from guilt and sin, to be able to start again and make a new and better life.
Freedom is…………….you fill in the blank.
“It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves by burdened again by a yoke of slavery.” (Galatians 5:1)
“Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free…if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.” (John 8:32,36)
“Oh, sweet, oh, beautiful, oh sweet, oh beautiful freedom…” (Intro to Beautiful Day, U2, U2360 Live)
Contemplating, living, and always trying to love more. Slainte, Lisa
For more information on these pictures and how to help, please visit www.savethenuba.com and www.persecutionproject.org .
My husband works for this organization, and I can vouch for their accountability and compassion for the Sudanese people.
Lost & Found
Yesterday, my daughter lost her first baby tooth, after much wiggling, fretting, excitement, and general carrying-on. The whole household rejoiced with our last “baby” as she seems to be growing up very quickly all of a sudden. Happy for her, but there is a bittersweet feeling as a parent as you watch that little one bloom into the young lady that God has planned for her to be. Here is a very poorly lit picture of the momentous moment and the tooth gap. (Why is it you can never find the camera at these moments? Thank goodness for computer cams)
She is now fixated on the new “big girl” tooth that will be coming in; checking the mirror, asking me if I see it yet. She has lost a tooth, but she will find a new one. What is lost is found. I was lost, but now I’m found. Thank you, Jesus, for finding me when I was lost, and giving me new life. Thank you also for the gift of watching old things become new, everyday, all around me. Old teeth fall out, new ones come in. Old caterpillars burst forth into new beautiful flying butterflies. I feel joyful this morning watching Amy’s excitement, and I am so thankful for that.
Slainte, Lisa








