In the cleft of the rock

 

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What is peace?  Read this story shared by Bill Wilcox:

Someone had offered a large prize for the best painting that depicted the concept of peace.  There were many entries of bucolic pastures with animals grazing, fields of flowers, and other such peaceful settings.  The winning entry was much different.  The scene was a rocky shoreline with towering cliffs in the midst of a frightening storm.  Huge waves were crashing violently over the rocks, and the winds were fierce.  Lightning flashed from the dark and menacing clouds that were dropping torrents of rain on the landscape below.  In a small cleft of rock part way up the cliff above the shoreline was perched a small bird at rest – protected and covered by the rock surrounding it – safe from the vicious storm. 

“He will cover you with his wings; you will be safe in his care; his faithfulness will protect and defend you.” ~Psalm 91:4

Be the bird.  Blessings, Lisa

Fierce in Its Loveliness

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There is something about storm clouds that fascinate; you can’t look away.  The heaviness of the air, the portension, the myriad of colors not seen in ordinary clouds.   Fierce loveliness and beauty, expectation, sometimes fear but accompanied by a quickening of the senses.

Storm clouds on your horizon?  Yes, there are some on mine.  But they could be good, washing away the stale and the old, bringing fresh air, healing, newness.  Fierce loveliness.

“Joy and sorrow are this ocean and in their every ebb and flow
Now the Lord a door has opened
That all Hell could never close
Here I’m tested and made worthy
Tossed about but lifted up
In the reckless raging fury
That they call the love of God”  ~The Love of God, Rich Mullins

Pull Up the Drawbridge….More Rain Coming

A throw-back photo from Cahir Castle, when my son was a little man of seven, circa 2001.  995

Sure wish we had a strong drawbridge about now, or an ark would do fine also.  Multitudinous amounts of rain forecast here over the next few days.

Stay safe and dry in your castle.  Slainte, Lisa

Finnegan’s Snow Day

Being 3 months old, being a puppy, having your whole world turn snowy overnight…Finnegan having an awesome day!  Hope your day ahead is full of adventure and new things.  Slainte, Lisa

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Having scaled the snowy mountain, Finnegan holds fast, legs braced.

"I know that grass is down here somewhere!"  Finnegan digs in vain.

“I know that grass is down here somewhere!” Finnegan digs in vain.

Finnegan surrenders to the comforts of a warm couch and a nap.

Finnegan surrenders to the comforts of a warm couch and a nap.