Yellow Is Not Red

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..

Learning to Walk Again…

 

It’s no small thing!  And I might say, from experience, much easier when you’re a child rather than a….well…..more advanced age.  😉  Quick update:  Since my ankle fusion revision and tendon transfer surgery in January, I’m out of the boot, back in tennis shoes, and working really hard every day to get my heel back down where it should be, and to get this rusty body to adapt to all the changes.  It’s been a long recovery with many months still to go, but I knew that going into it.  But isn’t it funny how it seems so much longer when you’re actually in it?  God is keeping me going, though.  🙂 And for that I am thankful.

Some quotes that amazingly seem to apply to other situations as well.

“If you can’t walk, be the bird.”  ~Lisa Lyons  (but I have to say, I haven’t made it off the ground yet..  haha)

“My leg hasn’t fallen off yet.”  ~Lisa Lyons  (after the “How are you doing?” question and should be said with heavy sarcasm for full effect)

“I walk slowly, but I never walk backward.” ~Abraham Lincoln

Thanks for listening….I appreciate all of my readers, and sincerely pray that you are blessed today.  Slainte, Lisa

 

 

 

 

 

 

Healing Laughter

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“Even if there is nothing to laugh about, laugh on credit. “~Author Unknown

Yesterday.  Sprained ankle.  Aircast.  Two choices: crying or laughing.  After a brief pity party of crying and red blotchy face, I have decided to laugh.  Feels much better.  🙂  Pray for me, and let me know if I can pray for you.  After all, I will have some time of sitting to really focus.  😉  Blessings, Lisa

“Mirth is God’s medicine. Everybody ought to bathe in it.” ~Henry Ward Beecher

“Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.”~Victor Hugo

“Laughter is a tranquilizer with no side effects.” ~Arnold Glasow

Surrender

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Holding on, letting go, and finding joy and meaning in the midst of it all…life seems to be a balance of all these things.  As I grow older, I find more and more that what I need to hold on to, what is constant, is my relationship with God who made me and knows me.  Whatever changes in my life, He doesn’t.  And I’m so thankful for that.

I’m a musician, a pianist mostly.  Everything else springs from that…the vocals, the songwriting.  And in the past few months, I found that I have a problem in my thumb…no cartilage from overuse.  So I’ve been icing, heating, exercising, resting, bracing the thumb that I took for granted all these years.  My daughter and I were talking about Prokofiev the other day, and it hit me…I probably will never play that again.  Too much strain on the thumb.  And it made me sad.  Holding on, letting go, finding joy.  Loss is a part of life for all of us, but after the storm of sadness, there is still joy.  I can still play the piano, just differently, and I am thankful.  I don’t take it for granted anymore like I used to.  And I’m not just a musician; I’m God’s child.  And one day, all will be made new; no more tears and sadness.  And that’s joy.

I thought about not sharing all this, because I never want to be a downer, only an encouragement.  But I know that many of you are facing hard times also, and we are here to pray and help each other along the way.  Let me know if I can pray for you.   Blessings, Lisa

“Surely God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid.” – Isaiah 12:2a