The Ant Who Wouldn’t Give Up

Ant carrying an elephant

Several days ago, I was privileged to watch an amazing ant for almost an hour. He carried an enormous seed pod that had a larger circumference than his whole body. It was so large that the ant would fall forward with the weight of it as he walked forward.

You would think he would give up, abandon it, and find something else to carry home. But not this ant. He found new ways to walk, turning sideways, inching forward, using the weight of the pod to propel him forward in a sideways manner. On and on, until he had traversed the entire length of our front porch.

I was transfixed. I couldn’t stop watching him and marveling at his progress, his tenacity, his ingenuity. I cheered him on, and vowed to protect him from errant footsteps of dog or man. He was a true inspiration to me in those minutes.

I don’t know where he is now; I finally lost sight of him as he descended the porch to the ground. But his lessons remain in my mind.

-I can do bigger things than I think I can, with God’s strength.

-I can find new ways to do things that are challenging by using my imagination.

-I must never, ever give up.

“Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise!” – Proverbs 6:6

“Four things on earth are small, yet they are extremely wise; ants are creatures of little strength, yet they store up their food in the summer.” – Proverbs 30:24-25

“Whatever you do, , work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men.” – Colossians 3:23

Thank you, God, for letting this little ant cross our porch that day. Your creation always speaks clearly and beautifully. Love, Lisa

Watch and Pray

“Therefore be on the alert, for you do not know which day your Lord is coming. But be sure of this, that if the head of the house had known at what time of the night the thief was coming, he would have been on the alert and would not have allowed his house to be broken into. For this reason you also must be ready; for the Son of Man is coming at an hour when you do not think He will.” – Matthew 24 :42-44

This is one of my very favorite songs written by Twila Paris on her album, Beyond a Dream, 1993. Watch, pray, rejoice. Your Savior and Mine is coming. 🙂

Love, Lisa

The Choice

Each day is a choice

A choice for peace or war

A choice for love or hate

A choice for smiling or scowling

A choice for laughter or crying

A choice for following Jesus or turning away

The things of this world will call out for the negative

But Jesus Christ calls out for us to follow, to choose, to focus, to love.

c2021 Lisa Lyons

Dear Lord, please help me to make the choice, every moment, for the things of You. Help me keep my eyes fixed on You. Love, Lisa

Lessons From My Grandmother

My Nannie and Granddaddy, when they got engaged.

The more years that I add to my life, the more I realize the wisdom of my grandparents. I was blessed with wonderful grandparents that were of the generation that worked hard, loved quietly, stayed steady, and complained little. I was young, self-absorbed, and took them for granted. But I loved them, nevertheless, and I pray that they knew that.

As hard days seem never-ending and compounding lately in our country and our world, I have particularly been thinking about my maternal grandmother, who we all called Nannie. She was born in 1902, into a big family. She faced many early hardships and losses. Family losses, major moves, the Great Depression, both World Wars.

But through it all, she kept going. She worked hard. She loved her family. She didn’t quit.

I am remembering, and I will try to do the same. Here are some random memories and lessons I have been thinking of:

  1. Hard work helps to overcome anxieties. Nannie must have had anxieties, but she worked. Hard. Cooking, canning, sewing, mending, babysitting grandchildren. And when she sat, she kept her mind busy with constant crossword puzzles.
  2. Saving things for a rainy day is a good idea. Having gone through the depression and WWII, Nannie knew about economic challenges and shortages. She saved foil and plastic bags. She would wash them carefully, dry them, and fold to use again. She reused gift wrap and bows. She had reusable glass jars and wooden pegs and rope. We used to laugh about all the things Nannie had in her basement, but now I understand. She was ready for anything. She did not waste and randomly buy new things. She was careful with the family money.
  3. Music helps to calm and buoy the soul. Nannie loved music, especially the tunes of her Irish grandmother. She would hum them frequently, and loved watching The Lawrence Welk Show and Joe Feeney.
  4. Loving your husband, your children, and your grandchildren is a noble and wonderful thing. Nannie and Granddaddy met each other in 6th grade, and loved each other almost immediately. He loved her smile. They didn’t get married until she was twenty-five for various reasons, but they had a solid, steady relationship. The biggest smile I ever saw on Nannie’s face was one particular Christmas, when he held her hand, and she smiled at him. They were usually so busy, that I had never seen that before. But it deeply affected my child’s heart. Nannie showed her love to her children and grandchildren by cooking amazing foods, sewing them clothes, mending, being there always.
  5. Church and her faith in God were her bedrock. Nannie loved her church, her church family, her God. She always talked to us about it, and was a faithful member all her life. She is now a citizen of Heaven, and I so look forward to seeing her again. As the days continue, I am more and more thankful for my church family. They are there for us, supporting and praying. This will become more and more vital as these days become very challenging.

I could write on and on with many more lessons from my grandmother. I’m sure many of you also have wonderful memories and lessons from your grandparents. I would dearly love to hear any of them that you would care to share.

Love and blessings to you, Lisa