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..
There is a little donkey in Donegal who has stolen my heart. Timmy was born this year at the Donegal Donkey Sanctuary with severe tendon problems in his back legs. Why has he so captivated me? I recently had my third surgery on my ankle to fix a an ongoing problem. Timmy is improving, and as I watch him go, he encourages me to not give up and to keep going. God bless animals for their uncomplaining spirits. Blessings to you also on your journey. Lisa
To help Timmy, visit his page. https://www.gofundme.com/Littletimmy16?utm_source=internal&utm_medium=email&utm_content=CTA_view_campaign&utm_campaign=donation_receiptv5
“If God gives you the strength, see it through to the end. Mind ye, ‘twould come harder on you to travel the fifteen miles back to your starting point than to walk the thousand-odd miles yet before you.” Last of the Donkey Pilgrims, Kevin O’Hara, c2004
Yes, I’m reading it again. (fourth time through) And yes, I’m loving it again. Who can say what it is about a certain book that makes you love it? All I know is that I’m happy, and smiling, and chuckling just like the first time I read it. And I’m glad of it. Thank you, Kevin O’Hara.
So you might be hearing nuggets of it this week as I rediscover favorite lines along the way. Yay for donkeys! 🙂 Slainte, Lisa