Hold the Line

These rocks beside the Atlantic Ocean are holding the line. The fury of the winds, rains, and storms push hard against these cliffs in Donegal. There might be erosion, but the cliffs at Horn Head stay.

Events in this world are also pushing hard, attempting to topple us, to cause us to compromise, to collapse us into the sea. The storm of spiritual warfare is actively raging. But our anchor holds. Jesus Christ will hold the line. And He holds us. Praise God. He is the Victor.

“Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful.” – Hebrews 10:23

“They must keep hold of the deep truths of the faith with a clear conscience.” – 1 Timothy 3:9

“Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith, be men of courage; be strong.” – 1 Corinthians 16:13

“It is the Lord your God you must follow, and Him you must revere. Keep His commands and obey Him; serve Him and hold fast to Him.” – Deuteronomy 13:4

“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” – Isaiah 41:10

“We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure.” – Hebrews 6:19a

Hold the line. Blessings, Lisa

The Beautiful Land

My husband and I have said it many times. The sheep and the cattle have the best real estate and the best views in Ireland. A few photographs to illustrate.

All of these lovely creatures were photographed near Glencolmcille, County Donegal by my husband. Peacefully enjoying the green, green grass in their beautiful scenery.

Praying you find peace today, wherever you are in the world. God’s blessings, Lisa

Two Kinds of Morning Sheep

There are generally two kinds of morning sheep.

This one:

Caffeine….now.

Or this one:

Good morning! Lovely day we’re having! Howya doin’?

One guess as to which one I am this morning. And another guess as to how the writing is going. Oh, well. At least I am looking at cute pictures of sheep. That is always good.

Have a good weekend. Blessings, Lisa

Yellow Is Not Red

Yellow and red are two very different colors. They also have two very different meanings when driving. Yellow means to slow down, take caution, proceed when safe. Red means to come to a complete and full stop.

Too many times in my life, I have come to a yellow light, a temporary roadblock, and I let it completely stop me. Something in my life that should only briefly curtail me, derails me.

Yellow is not red. Proceed when the way is clear.

As my morning inspiration, I include a video of little Timmy from Donegal Donkey Sanctuary in Ireland, which I have shared before.. He was born with two severely deformed back legs, but now, due to wonderful care and vet expertise, good hoof orthotics, and lots of God’s grace, he is four years old and doing wonderfully. Timmy didn’t let the yellows in his life derail him. He is full out green.❤

Yellow is not red. Love, Lisa

P.S. If you feel so inclined, http://www.donegaldonkeysanc.com is a wonderful place of healing and rest for neglected and abandoned donkeys. We “adopted” Timmy this year, and I know they would appreciate any help you could give them during this challenging Covid season..