Flurry Fly of Energy

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Do you ever have one of those mornings where you have an abundance of energy, but no clear focus? That is definitely me this morning. 🙂 I feel like a newly hatched fly, landing here and there, but not staying very long in any one place. Yet I have an odd sense of excitement.

It always amuses me as to how complex we human beings have been created. Some days we are energetic; others we can barely put two words together. Happy/sad, emotional/stoic, compassionate/hard….the list goes on and on. I am so very thankful that my amazing God holds all of these parts of us together.

So as I buzz about this morning, I will be thankful for the flurry of energy and thankful for this wonderful gift called life. Praying your morning is buzzing along well.

Love, Lisa

Golden Glory

Moments before this photograph was taken, our skies were dark and turbulent. The remnants of what was Hurricane Zeta were exiting to the east. Then, in a blinding second of golden glory, the sun illuminated the trees. God is His excellent wisdom left the black clouds behind the mountains for dramatic effect.

What was dark became light.

The ash tree, which sadly is dying and must be removed soon, looked amazingly vibrant.

Golden light bathed all in its path, and all was breathtakingly beautiful.

This is what Christ does. He makes all things new. He turns darkness into light. He can make what is dying in you come to life in a beautiful way. In a blinding second of golden glory. Love, Lisa

Voice

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As a writer, I have two voices. The one that is my best or aspirational self, the one that tries to encourage and uplift. But I also have another writing voice. My brutally honest, venting, cathartic voice, that doesn’t hide the difficulties of life. Outside of this blog, this is the one I have been needing to use lately in my writing.

I have been struggling to write, because these two voices are fighting. Trying to find my real voice, while not being a Debbie Downer, is a challenge. Because writing, or art, or music, is nothing if it is not honest. But all of us, including me, need to be encouraged and lifted up with words, not dragged down.

Where is the truth and honesty and cohesiveness in all this? I think by acknowledging that we are complex creatures created by God to have many different emotions. Happy, sad, confused, excited, angry, hopeful, distant, loving. We have good days, bad days.

So here it is today….just words that are grasping for honesty. Words that are saying that I don’t know all the answers to anything, but I know the God who does. Words that are attempting to lift up someone else who is struggling to stay positive during all this mess, just by stating something that maybe they are feeling.

Truth. Honesty. There is beauty in that, even if it is hard beauty.

Love, Lisa

Cleansing Wind

Biking wildly down the road, wind on your face, worries behind

Standing at the turbulent shore, waves crashing, wind howling

Skate edges find ice, flying easily, cold fresh wind on your face

Holding on to balance atop a tall mountain, wind buffeting, mind cleared

The cleansing wind

c 2020 Lisa Lyons

Writing When I Don’t Want To

Sometimes I feel just like this tree.  Stoic and strong. But I begin to wonder if the tree could think, if he would sometimes feel blah, uninspired, boring in his sameness.  But then just when you think the tree doesn’t change, it begins.  The green leaves turn yellow, orange, red, brown.  The wind moves the branches to and fro, changing the silhouette on the horizon.  The tree is inspired, inspiring, moving, changing, new.

When I don’t feel like writing, it is usually because I feel blah, uninspired, the same old Lisa, the same old day.  But God is always doing something new in me.  Even if I am unaware sometimes, he is making me slowly into the image of His Son.  My leaves are turning, the Spirit wind is blowing me in different directions.  

Sometimes just doing something, even if I don’t feel like it, is a good thing.  I feel better since I wrote this, and I’m not even sure why.  I guess I’m just reminding myself that God is always at work, things are not as static as I feel they are, and that moving into action can keep me propelled in that direction.

Thanks for listening to the rambling writer.  

Love, Lisa