Tag Archives: God

Fairy Glen

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Ever since I was a little girl, I have wanted to believe in wee folk, fairies, wood elves, whatever you like to call the sprightly creatures.  My rational mind tells me that this is foolishness; yet my thoughts easily go back to playing in the woods, laying out little half nut-shells for their beds under the trees when I visited glens like this one near Killarney, Ireland.

Call it too many viewings of “Peter Pan” as a child, or simply a yearning to fly in heaven one day.  God has placed in me an intense desire to fly someday…whether in a plane, or better yet, free-flying like a bird.   I have these amazing flying dreams where I can fly, and I never want to wake up.  Others in my immediate family have had these kind of dreams also, and they are a big hit with all of us.  How about any of you?  Had any awesome flying dreams lately?  If so, please share.  If not, please don’t laugh out loud too raucously.  🙂  Slainte, Lisa

 

Antiquity Looks Outward

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Old looks toward the new, wishing it would slow down and enjoy its newness.

The new tends to ignore the old, until it realizes that in a few short years, it will be old as well.

The new house, the old castle, the same beautiful land that God has made.  Both with worth and stories and hopefully, filled with love.

Have fun filling your new or old home with love today.    Slainte, Lisa

 

Thirsty?

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When I’m thirsty, only cool plain water really satisfies. There’s not much better than being really parched, and gulping down big swallows of cold water.  Before you think this is an ad for Dasani or something 🙂 , let me show you a picture of some beautiful water in County Cork.  Listening to the flow of the water drowns out my troubled thoughts, my worries, my plans momentarily.  There’s just the water, the sounds, the peace.

Cool, clear water in County Cork

I HEARD THE VOICE OF JESUS SAY (partial lyrics)

Lyrics – Horatius Bonar  Tune – VOX DILECTI 

 I heard the voice of Jesus say, “Behold, I freely give  

The living water, thirsty one, stoop down & drink & live”

I came to Jesus, and I drank of that life giving stream

My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, and now I live in Him.

 Go ahead; go on and drink some water…lots of it.  Have a wonderful day.

 Slainte, Lisa

 

And Past the Rocks, There Was a Meadow

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When I first look at this photo, all I see are the rocks.  Maybe a little water, but mostly sharp, uncomfortable looking stones.  As I take more time, the green comes into view, and a beautiful meadow past the rocks.  If I were there in that place right now, if I was patient and creative in my pathfinding, I could make my way to that meadow and rest and sit and think.

Life is full of rocks and sharp uncomfortable things.  But life is also full of beautiful meadows.  And it constantly amazes me that sometimes it takes the sharp rocks to make me fully appreciate the meadow.  Because God works like that.  He loves me, and He knows that I tend to take life for granted, and that I need to trust Him more and know that He’s there for me no matter what rocks I stumble on.

“And if your way should stumble along the stony pass, it’s just a moment, this too shall pass.”  (U2, Stuck in a Moment)

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.  He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters.  He restores my soul.”  (Psalm 23:1-3a)

Slainte, Lisa

God’s Teardrops

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Rain in Ireland

Does God feel what we feel?  Does He understand what it means to be human, to cry, to laugh, to dance, to mourn?  I believe that He does.

Jesus wept when confronted with the sorrow of his friends Mary & Martha at the death of their brother Lazarus, even though He knew He would raise him back to life.  He had great compassion.

God let Jesus walk this road with us so He would understand completely what we go through each day in this life.  And it is wonderful to know that He knows.  “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart!  I have overcome the world.”  (John 16:33)

Slainte, Lisa

God’s Teardrops