The Lifting

Outer Banks seagull, lifted and free

A bird soaring high above the earth, lifted by the winds.

A leaf fluttering and flying, lifted by the breeze.

A massive airplane defying its weight, lifted by the wind over and under its wings.

Our spirits, when God rushes through, with His Holy Spirit wind to lift us.

The feeling and miracle of flight, the relief and freedom of forgiveness in Christ

Be blessed today. Know the love and forgiveness of Christ in your heart. Let the lifting of your spirit commence. Love, Lisa

The Secret of Flight

The little bird learned to fly early. She loved the wind, the air, the sun on her wings.

As she grew, scales and packages and weights were added to her back. She realized that she did not enjoy flying as much as she once did.

Her father saw the packages and weights, and started to remove them, one by one. Each day she flew a bit higher, a bit lighter.

Until the day all the burdens were gone, and she flew as she once did. High, soaring, free.

The wind carried her, and she sang a sweet song.

If your wings are sagging or heavy today, lay down your packages and weights at the feet of Jesus. He will carry them.

Love, Lisa

Not Alone

Baby bird looks out from her lofty nest

Wonders what she will do next

Her other siblings have all flown

But she is just scared and alone

She feels a gentle nudge above

A mother’s beak, her father’s call

She hears her siblings singing loud

Soaring upwards towards the clouds

She feels the sun, she feels her wings

Begin to open, stretch, and then

She knows that she is not alone

The love, the leading cheers her on.

Stepping out, she feels the air

Beneath her wings, she rises there.

c2021 Lisa Lyons

A Different Plane

Scenario:  Dismal looking day, dark and foreboding clouds overhead.  You settle into your airplane seat, buckle up, and say several prayers for safety through the weather.

The plane taxis, lifts, and ascends through the clouds. Bumps and turbulence along the way cause your heart to lurch several times.

Fifteen minutes later, you are above the cloud level.  The sky is brilliantly clear; sunlight all around.  No turbulence and clouds look angelic below your wings.  You can hardly believe it is the same day, the same sky.

Present Day:  I choose today to look beyond the clouds, beyond the turbulence and the worry.  To look up to the One who controls the skies and flight.  The Lord Jesus alone gives peace.

Love, Lisa

 

 

A Hummingbird Doesn’t Need Strong Feet to Fly

Hummingbirds have feet, but they are very small and are used for perching, scratching, and other low key movements.  But a hummingbird doesn’t need strong feet to fly.

I have had several wonderful moments with hummingbirds in the past few years, and I feel that God is using this amazing creation to show me something very important.

In 2015, while I was struggling mightily to walk months after an ankle injury, I was pretty low.  We were on vacation at a lake house, and I was unable to participate in any of the family activities, like going down the stairs to the lake, or boating, or taking a walk.  I told myself it was ok, but it gets you down after months of the same.

I sat there on the porch alone, and a beautiful hummingbird flew and hovered directly in front of my face…..within a foot.  He stayed there for almost a minute.  I felt so amazed and uplifted, and thought about it the rest of the day.

The next day, I was sitting in the same chair, and he came back AGAIN!  And again, hovered and beat his beautiful wings right in front of me.  I knew God was sending me a sign that there is always hope, that there is always something to be excited about, that He is always with me.

Fast forward to Christmas 2019.  I had just had my fourth surgery on the same ankle since 2016.  Feeling a bit low again, as the cycle of injury and surgery seemed unending.  I opened up my present from my son and daughter-in-law…..a hummingbird necklace.  They did not know about my hummingbird experience.  It brought me to tears.  God is the same; He is still with me.  There is always hope.

The hummingbird doesn’t have strong feet, but oh, how he flies.

Praise God.

Love, Lisa