Blue Again

County Antrim, Ireland

Waves crash in, then water pulled back to sea

The fury spent upon the sand, the grains absorb the weight

Darkened clouds roll furiously and fast across the sky

But pass in time to leave the blue again

Emotions strong and sad and furious roll in and crash

But they roll out again

They do not last

They will pass

Life will be blue again

The Son, the Light, the Hope will come

c 2020 Lisa Lyons

Thinking this morning a lot about emotions and grief. They come in waves, in moments, in phases. But one thing for sure, they will pass. Things usually feel better in the morning, or the next day, or the day after that. I am so thankful that God has put nature all around us so that we can see these things in action. Storms come, storms go. Dark clouds cannot hurt me. They will pass. The worst of ocean waves will give way to calm, smooth seas eventually. And Jesus is here to help us through all of these times. Love, Lisa

“He stilled the storm to a whisper, the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad when it grew calm, and He guided them to their desired haven.” – Psalm 107:29-30

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..

God Through History

Site of Drumcliffe Monastery, established by St. Colmcille (Columba) . Ben Bulben in background, County Sligo, Ireland

Alone with none but thee, my God,

I journey on my way;

What need I fear, when Thou art near,

O King of night and day?

More safe am I within Thy hand,

Than if a host did ’round me stand

This is a hymn attributed to St. Colmcille, a Christian missionary, monk, saint from the sixth century in Ireland. He produced beautifully illuminated scripture manuscripts, established many monasteries in Ireland, and showed the love of Christ to others through his lifelong service.

After some years however, an event occurred which changed the entire direction of his life. The Battle of the Book, a fight resulting from a legal battle over an illuminated manuscript he was accused of copying from another, took place in the valley near the Drumcliffe Monastery. Many died, and Colmcille felt horrible. The weight of sin, the effects of greed and human pride, weighed heavily upon him. He left Ireland and eventually sailed to establish a very influential monastery, Iona, off the coast of Scotland. He used this heartache and remorse to let God use him in a new and mighty way for the rest of his life. Mistakes didn’t mean the end for him. After repentance and prayer, God redirected him and continued to use him.

History has a way of calming me. Somehow, by reading the lives of others who have gone before me, the struggles and challenges they faced, the faith they showed through difficult times, lets me know that nothing is new under the sun. Hard times come, hard times go, but Jesus Christ remains constant and faithful to be with us through all of these times.

Call upon the Name of the Lord. He is the only answer for what you face, what I face. He will answer.

Love, Lisa

Just Give It Time

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I am choosing to share this hilariously bad photograph of myself standing in an abandoned church during a downpour in Cong, Ireland. Why? Because I think a lot of us are feeling like this lately. Fed up, wet, miserable, sick of whatever it is we are going through at the time. And my lovely husband thankfully caught one of those moments on camera. 🙂

This is the same day, the same me, just about 10 minutes later.

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Amazingly, the day had turned around. I was in a warm, dry cafe with the smell of fresh bread and soup wafting from the kitchen. We had just seen the John Wayne and Maureen O’Hara Quiet Man statue on our way into the cafe. And I was glad we were there, in Ireland, in the rain.

We sometimes just need to wait a few moments, or a few days, or a few months. Just give it time. This too shall pass.

Love, Lisa