Dreaming

The best of dreams forms in my mind

The green, the blue, the grey

The castles long forgotten stand

The stones that go on forever

Sheep that roam, seemingly boundless

The laughter, the warmth, the people

The place I breathe and dream the best

Ireland

c2021 Lisa Lyons

I dreamed last night about Ireland….so hence the poem. I am excited for the day when we can finally travel there again. But for now, I am going to pet my dog, call my husband, look out at our mountain, and listen for any winter birds that may be hanging around for a Virginia winter. Have a wonderful day, wherever you are in the world. Love, Lisa

When I Am By the Sea

My son, long ago, yet as yesterday, as he sits beside the sea in Ireland.

When I am by the sea, all the noise stops

Save the roar and crash of waves and wind

The Voice of God speaks loudest

When I stay and rest and listen

The rocks, the sand, the waters’ force

Bid me stay forever

I must go, but always know

I’ll be there in my heart

c2021 Lisa Lyons

Instead

This world likes to scare us. But God has not given us a spirit of fear, but He has given us power, love, and a sound mind. I thought I would find some of my very favorite journey photos my husband and I have taken over the years to try and replace the fear with the good God things this morning. Have fun thinking of your good God things this morning also. Love, Lisa

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The Lord Jesus Christ. This Celtic cross is located in Monasterboice, Ireland.
My wonderful husband and family. Blarney Castle, Ireland.

Cliffs by the sea. This was taken in County Antrim, Ireland, near the Carrick-a-Rede Bridge.
Mountains in the mist. Ben Bulben mountains, Co. Sligo, Ireland, on the Gleniff Horseshoe.
God’s creatures, sheep, pets, wooly caterpillars. These wooly sheep were on Valentia Island, Co. Kerry.

These Things

I have a very special guest blogger today….our fourteen year old daughter, Amy. Here is her beautiful poem. Enjoy.

A crystal, clear as water, fine as granulated sand…pure
Think about these things


Wind blowing softly through the pines, at the highest peak on the mountain
Think about these things


Waves crashing against majestic cliffs amidst a rising sun
Think about these things


Rain pattering gently onto the grass helping to nurture and tame
While the sun’s rays pull every blade higher and higher out of its secure underground
home
Think about these things


Think about what is worthy to be praised
The Lord should give us you every reason to feel a little dazed


For the Lamb is our love and our light
If He is in us, than we shall shine bright

Let us share these things with others
So that they may tell all their sisters and brothers


Rejoice in His name
And His blessings you will obtain


If anything is good or excellent, commendable or pure
Think about these things

c2020 Amy Lyons