Happy Man

There’s a man that lives in a neighboring town who rides his red tractor around town every morning around 9 o’clock.  I have seen him every day as I was driving my daughters to day camp.  And he made my day, every day, because every day he has a HUGE smile on his face.  This man must be in his 90’s, and he is unable to drive his car anymore, but he is living “carpe diem” (seize the day) to the max.  I wish you could see him; his smile is infectious.  He seems to relish these moments on his tractor, moments of freedom and independence and driving, more than I relish my moments.  I want to be like him; he’s one of my new heroes.  I would love to take his picture, but I don’t want to make him self-conscious.  I just want him to keep loving life, and appreciating every moment, sitting and driving through town on his red tractor.

Drive your tractor, and please, put a smile on for him.  Slainte, Lisa

 

*Image via Google Images

Peace in the Storm

We had a huge set of thunderstorms roll through last night.  Thunder, constant lightning, rain, but mostly wind.  Wind gusts up to 70-80 mph.  After losing power and restlessly going to sleep in the hot house (Virginia was around 104 degrees yesterday), we heard a crash outside, and my husband said, “There went a tree.”  We awoke this morning to sun, blue skies, and an intact house.  There are leaves and branches down everywhere, and one small tree came down in our side yard, but God was good.  No major damage.

As I was laying in bed last night, listening to the winds howl, I felt strangely fatalistic and amazingly peaceful.  I know that God controls the winds and the rain, and I also know, I’m not sure how I know but I do, that He loves me also.  I just kept singing in my mind, “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus…”  and somehow I fell asleep.  Now I know compared to storms that others have gone through, this one was a small one.  But at the time, it was scary.  And Jesus was my peace, my calm, in the midst of it.  And I am thankful for that this morning.  Praying that all of you are safe and secure this morning.   Slainte, Lisa

“He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.”  (Mark 4:39)

 

The Way Things Look Vs. The Way Things Are

Things aren’t always what they seem.  I heard that saying so much growing up.  Wise words with much behind them when you really think about it.  The older woman who still feels 28 inside.  The “old soul” 9 year old child who feels more comfortable around adults.  The disreputable-looking man who is quite nice and safe, but no-one will get close enough to discover that.  The polished, attractive woman who is sour and mean inside.  Here are some pictures that are not what they seem.

In this picture, I appear to have a very short body and big head. No snide comments, please! haha 🙂

My son appears much farther away than he really is.

Jesus said once, “Now then, you Pharisees clean the outside of the cup and dish but inside you are full of greed and wickedness.” (Luke 11:39)  This verse really makes me think, because I know I’ve been guilty of this sometimes in my life.  Trying to polish up the outside and make it look good, while inside I’m full of not-so-attractive thoughts.  I am so thankful that God is still working on me, and He will never give up!  🙂  Be encouraged!  Slainte, Lisa

Anyone With a Screw Loose?

Look hard…it’s there…really…and you can have it back if it’s yours 🙂

….because I found it!  It’s wedged firmly and stubbornly in the tread of my car’s tire.

So now that my mode of transport is off at the tire spa for the day, I am feeling a bit trapped.  Not that I really wanted to go anywhere today, but just knowing that I can’t makes me want to.  Aaahhh….the human condition.  I bet a lot of you reading this feel the same way, and that brings me comfort for some reason.  I like when there are other kindred spirits out there who understand the things that we all go through, who come along and say, “Yep, I feel the same way…”  Even small things like random objects stuck into your tire, draining the tire of its power and buoyancy.

The only thing for this is some good music, and luckily for me and for you, Ireland is chock full of GREAT music.  Happy Friday, everyone, and may your tires be full of air, and may the road beneath you travel smoothly!  Slainte, Lisa