“Peace is not the absence of something bad; rather it is the presence of something good.” ~Brian Bill
“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” ~Jesus, John 14:27
“The man of war throws stones, and the peacemaker builds a bridge out of those stones.” ~Warren Wiersbe
Have a peaceful weekend. Slainte, Lisa
“She was inside the wonderful garden and she could come through the door under the ivy any time and she felt as if she had found a world all her own.” ~ Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
“The Secret Garden was what Mary called it when she was thinking of it. She liked the name, and she liked still more the feeling that when its beautiful old walls shut her in no one knew where she was. It seemed almost like being shut out of the world in some fairy place.” ~Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
My plan for the day? Look for the beauty of my secret garden…because it’s there if I look hard enough. Beauty, joy, peace, stillness, God. And when I find it, I will turn the key and go inside. Blessings, Lisa
To ease the transition from our weekend to our Monday, I think some lovely Caribbean waters pictures are in order. 🙂 Check out all the differences in the colours. God is amazing and so artistic. Be blessed today, Lisa
Turquoise and sapphire of St. Maarten
Caribbean blue of Anguilla
Aquamarine of St. Kitts looking off towards Nevis
Green-blue of Antigua (with a tropical storm brewing offshore)
“His rule will extend from sea to sea and from the river to the ends of the earth.” ~Zechariah 9:10b
Hill, mountain…whichever it is, it is beautiful, rocky, steep, and gives a feeling of forever, permanence. Like the ocean, it points to God and gives me great peace.
It’s not a hill, it’s a mountain
As we start out the climb
Listen for me, I’ll be shouting
Shouting to the darkness
Squeeze out sparks of light (U2)
May God bless your Monday with smooth hills, peace, and sparks of light. Slainte, Lisa
The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.
– Vladimir Nabokov
Waves come and go; they crest high and then they crash onto the shore. Yet I never grow tired of watching them, listening to their roar drown out my worrisome thoughts. Waves help me hear God’s voice; in fact, I believe that God’s voice sounds a lot like the waves. “…and His voice was like the sound of rushing waters.” (Revelation 1:15b) Pretty awesome. Have a blessed weekend, Lisa
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