The Center

Posted on January 12, 2021 by lyonsroarforgod

The foggy center of Ben Bulben, Co. Sligo, Ireland, 2015

Slowed to a crawl upon the road

Engulfed in fog, vision slowed

The way ahead lies in the center

The yellow line giving path and guidance

The mountain ahead is cloaked in white

Her beauty veiled, and all is quiet

Fixing my eyes upon the center

I see a glimpse of majesty and grandeur

The days ahead are foggy, unclear

But keeping my eyes on the center

On the Beginning, the End, the Everything In Between

On the Lord Jesus Christ, the Center

He will keep me safe; He will reveal the grandeur.

c 2021 Lisa Lyons

The Mist, The Winter, The Star

Posted on December 21, 2020 by lyonsroarforgod

There is a thick mist this morning. Sitting quietly and peacefully upon the earth, cloaking all with its heaviness. But the effect is quite calming. As if everything is taking a deep rest, a pause, a waiting. Waiting for the Christmas star this evening, the lining up of Saturn and Jupiter, for the first time in 800 years. Waiting for the sky to clear and God’s glory to be revealed. Waiting for the celebration of Christ’s birth. Expectant, hopeful.

Expectant despite the advent of the cold.

Hopeful despite COVID and political differences.

The Lord Jesus Christ, the One who is triumphant over the cold, the despair, the differences, the sicknesses, the hopelessness.

“There is surely a future hope for you, and your hope will not be cut off.” – Proverbs 23:18

Expectant, hopeful. Love, Lisa

Enjoy this spare, quiet version of “In the Bleak Midwinter” by Andrea Corr.