Riding the Waves

The wave lifts, you feel your board rise, then with a great surge of power, you drop and the force of the great water propels you to shore like a rocket.

That is how it felt to me when I caught a perfect wave.  I was never a surfer, but would boogie board for hours at a time in times past.

Confronted with big waves, waves that were taller than me, I had four options:

  1.  Dive under it.
  2.  Jump over it.
  3.  Go back and sit on the shore.
  4.  Get past the break line, and turn and line up for the ride.

Lately, my life is pretty much the big waves.  They seem a bit scary, but they are also beautiful.  Powerful and alive.  I have the same four options.  If I can manage past the break line, power through with God’s power, turn and look around me, I will be on top of the wave.  His strength will propel me to shore, and what a ride it will be.

Praying God’s power for you today as you paddle past the break line.  Love, Lisa

Going On

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Following the fence posts, one by one, until the meaning of what they are blurs

Steps, one by one, through soft ground, mire, holes, rises

Keeping hope, without sight, hoping that what is over the rise is better than what is past

Finally, blue and power and water and sky and ease and release

Going on and on and on with God forever

c 2016 Lisa Lyons

 

 

Fresh Wind

Those who know me know that I love the wind.  Cleansing, refreshing, roaring, invigorating wind.

New starts and reinvigorated beginnings feel like fresh wind.  I am so thankful that God gives us that shot in the arm just when we need it.  “The wind blows wherever it pleases.  You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going.  So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.”  ~Jesus, John 3:8

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Hair, flattened clothing, and big smile complements of Narin Beach, Ireland wind.