Blue Again

County Antrim, Ireland

Waves crash in, then water pulled back to sea

The fury spent upon the sand, the grains absorb the weight

Darkened clouds roll furiously and fast across the sky

But pass in time to leave the blue again

Emotions strong and sad and furious roll in and crash

But they roll out again

They do not last

They will pass

Life will be blue again

The Son, the Light, the Hope will come

c 2020 Lisa Lyons

Thinking this morning a lot about emotions and grief. They come in waves, in moments, in phases. But one thing for sure, they will pass. Things usually feel better in the morning, or the next day, or the day after that. I am so thankful that God has put nature all around us so that we can see these things in action. Storms come, storms go. Dark clouds cannot hurt me. They will pass. The worst of ocean waves will give way to calm, smooth seas eventually. And Jesus is here to help us through all of these times. Love, Lisa

“He stilled the storm to a whisper, the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad when it grew calm, and He guided them to their desired haven.” – Psalm 107:29-30

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