Rossbeigh, Ireland

When I wake up on a day like this, I have two choices:  cover up my head and call it a day, or put on my boots, warm coat, zip up and go on.  I wish I could say that I always choose the latter of the two, but on the days when I have, I have been so glad.  Because beauty, joy, discovery can still be found on grey days…the beaches are quieter, the mountains look mysterious and as if they have a story to tell, and the wind cleanses and pushes out all the other “stuff” I might have been feeling.

You may be going through something really hard right now, something so big that you don’t know how to tackle it….you feel like diving under the covers and calling it a day.  The longer I live this life, the more I see that all of us go through some pretty hard stuff.  But if I will just zip up my boots (don’t get me started on how much I love my boots 🙂  )  and face the wind, no matter how stiff, I am alive, I am blessed, God is looking down on me and cares about me.  It may feel like He’s raining down on me sometimes, but those storm clouds are just another shade of blue.  Making me stronger, making me more like him.  Keep going, keep looking, the storm clouds will break, pass, and the blue sky is right there.  And it has been, all the time.  Slainte, Lisa

“By day the Lord went ahead of them in a pillar of cloud to guide them on their way…”  ~Exodus 13:21a