Bound to Come Some Trouble

I’m not sure who might need to hear this, but here it is. This is a song that has helped me on many occasions, and I’m sure will help me again on many more.

I am thankful for all of you, any of you who read this blog and encourage along the way. I pray that all of you have a blessed thanksgiving, whatever it is you choose to do. Peace of Christ to you all, Lisa

If There Was One

If there was one whose heart was true

Who always saw the best

Who saw your worst yet loved you still

Who laid his life at rest

If there was one who died for you

Who gave it all to rescue

What would you say, how would you feel

When you got the chance to speak

If there was one, you sigh and wish

I’d give my life to him

I’d follow him around and know

Our love would never dim

If there was one, His name is Jesus

Read His life and see

He loves you so, He died for you

Christ Jesus, it is He

c2022 Lisa Lyons

A Tune Until Morning

I rediscovered an old friend yesterday, this Domnahl na Gruen low D whistle, handmade by Daniel McGinley in Knoydart, Scotland.

Domnahl na Gruen means ‘Daniel of the Sun.’ Another spelling of the tune is ‘Domhnall Na Graine.’ The lyrics paint a lovely and touching story.

A man was very ill, and he wasn’t getting any better. One night, he stumbled out of his house in total frustration. He came upon a man in the street who asked why he was so unhappy. He told the stranger that he was ill and couldn’t recover. The stranger told him he had a tune. If the ill man would learn the tune from him, mastering it by morning his sickness would be gone. The stranger lilted the tune so that he could learn it. The sick man spent the rest of the night burning it into his memory. In the morning, he felt well enough to pick up his fiddle and play it. His sickness had gone. https://thesession.org/tunes/1317

God often uses music to heal, to refresh, to provide hope to a weary soul. Think of David playing for King Saul. “And whenever the harmful spirit from God was upon Saul, David took the lyre and played it with his hand. So Saul was refreshed and was well, and the harmful spirit departed from him.” (1Samuel 16:23)

 “Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth, burst into jubilant song with music; make music to the LORD with the harp, with the harp and the sound of singing, with trumpets and the blast of the ram’s horn— shout for joy before the LORD, the King. Let the sea resound, and everything in it, the world, and all who live in it.” – Psalm 98:4-7

Blessings, Lisa

Lo, A Light Approaches!

They couldn’t remember the last time they felt safe. Each monstrous wave threatened to upend the very ship they sailed upon, they relied on for their survival. The wind had long since shredded their sails and torn their anchoring ropes. They had not eaten for so long that they forgot they were hungry.

Would this series of storms ever end? They wished they had never signed up for this voyage. It had been one storm after another. For weeks, or had it been months? Time was not relevant anymore.

Each sailor tried to sleep when they weren’t on watch, holding on to whatever they could find that seemed relatively solid. Except for the two watchmen, drenched and huddled on deck, gripping the railings with all they had left.

The dawn approached, and a weak light pushed through the clouds. One sailor wearily strained his eyes to see what he could see. What was that? Brightness? A mirage to taunt him? No, it was definitely light. Beautiful, beautiful light. Ahead in the darkness.

Invigorated, he holds the wheel a little tighter and makes for the direction of this glorious thing. Light. Hope. Future. Salvation.

They are saved.

Whatever you are facing, whatever storms come your way, look for the light. Wait for it, as watchmen wait for the morning. It is coming, it has come, it will always come.

“When Jesus spoke again to the people, He said, ‘I Am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.’ ” – John 8:12

“I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in His Word I put my hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning…” – Psalm 130:5-6

This song….ahhh, perfect! Enjoy Mary Dillon and Deanta’s version of this wonderful tune.

Blessings, Lisa