The fury spent upon the sand, the grains absorb the weight
Darkened clouds roll furiously and fast across the sky
But pass in time to leave the blue again
Emotions strong and sad and furious roll in and crash
But they roll out again
They do not last
They will pass
Life will be blue again
The Son, the Light, the Hope will come
c 2020 Lisa Lyons
Thinking this morning a lot about emotions and grief. They come in waves, in moments, in phases. But one thing for sure, they will pass. Things usually feel better in the morning, or the next day, or the day after that. I am so thankful that God has put nature all around us so that we can see these things in action. Storms come, storms go. Dark clouds cannot hurt me. They will pass. The worst of ocean waves will give way to calm, smooth seas eventually. And Jesus is here to help us through all of these times. Love, Lisa
“He stilled the storm to a whisper, the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad when it grew calm, and He guided them to their desired haven.” – Psalm 107:29-30
The storm came out of nowhere. The waves which once gently lapped the edges of the wooden boat were now crashing wildly over the sides. The wind ripped one of the sails, rendering it useless. We knew there was no hope, and began crying. Some calling for help to the heavens. Some weeping quietly inside.
Then we saw Jesus. He was sleeping, so quietly in the corner of the boat, totally unconcerned with the storm. We awoke him, terrified. He saw our fear, heard our cries. He had mercy on our unbelief. Peace, be still! The waves were quiet instantly at His command. The wind ceased without a moment’s hesitation. The boat ceased its rocking. We fixed our eyes firmly on this One who controls all things. Hope, rest, peace all found in One Person, this Jesus of Nazareth, the Christ. We laid down and rested. He did the same, and we knew we would always be safe with Him.
The prescription I am ordering for myself for this week and the weeks to come: fix your eyes on Jesus, lie down, and rest. He is always in control. Praise to God! Love, Lisa
Moments before this photograph was taken, our skies were dark and turbulent. The remnants of what was Hurricane Zeta were exiting to the east. Then, in a blinding second of golden glory, the sun illuminated the trees. God is His excellent wisdom left the black clouds behind the mountains for dramatic effect.
What was dark became light.
The ash tree, which sadly is dying and must be removed soon, looked amazingly vibrant.
Golden light bathed all in its path, and all was breathtakingly beautiful.
This is what Christ does. He makes all things new. He turns darkness into light. He can make what is dying in you come to life in a beautiful way. In a blinding second of golden glory. Love, Lisa
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