And Past the Rocks, There Was a Meadow

When I first look at this photo, all I see are the rocks.  Maybe a little water, but mostly sharp, uncomfortable looking stones.  As I take more time, the green comes into view, and a beautiful meadow past the rocks.  If I were there in that place right now, if I was patient and creative in my pathfinding, I could make my way to that meadow and rest and sit and think.

Life is full of rocks and sharp uncomfortable things.  But life is also full of beautiful meadows.  And it constantly amazes me that sometimes it takes the sharp rocks to make me fully appreciate the meadow.  Because God works like that.  He loves me, and He knows that I tend to take life for granted, and that I need to trust Him more and know that He’s there for me no matter what rocks I stumble on.

“And if your way should stumble along the stony pass, it’s just a moment, this too shall pass.”  (U2, Stuck in a Moment)

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.  He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters.  He restores my soul.”  (Psalm 23:1-3a)

Slainte, Lisa

Shhh….It’s a Secret!

What is it about secrets and secret hideaways and secret treasures that makes us want to know more?  Most of us have an intense desire to know what’s in the box, what’s in that unreachable garden, what that whispering person said, what lies after this life.  The odd thing is though, finding out the answers is not always as satisfying as we imagine.  There is something thrilling and exciting about not knowing, about waiting and imagining.  Sometimes the expectation of the secret itself is the treasure.

The older I get, the more I am learning to enjoy the unknowable, the mystery, the secret.  My children can tell you of many times when they ask me an unanswerable question, I shrug my shoulders, smile, and say, “It’s a mystery.”  And that’s half the fun; life would be utterly too predictable and boring and overwhelming if we knew it all.

“The secret things belong to the Lord our God.”  – Deuteronomy 29:29a

Treasure the mysteries and secrets.  Trust God to work out the ending.

Slainte, Lisa

The Bovine Ladies of Portmagee

These cows are the cows of a certain Portmagee, Ireland farmer.  These cows are unafraid and unwaveringly trusting of that farmer.  In the three weeks that we stayed next door, we watched these cows walk up and down the roads, going from one field to another, never checking for oncoming cars, just assuming that they will stop.  And the cars always did, sometimes for 10 minutes at a time.

This post is really part two of my prior “Leap of Faith” posting.  These wonderful mooing bovines had so much faith in their “shepherd.”  (Yes, I realize they’re not sheep, but you get what I’m getting at…)  Their leader said move out of this field, and they do.  He knows that there is better and newer grass over yonder; the cows don’t know that, but they trust him and go.  Now, the interesting part….we are smarter than these sweet cows, right?  Yet, God will try to lead me and I resist.   I pull against the change and plant my feet wide in protest.  May God be patient with me, and help me to trust and not fear.

Slainte, Lisa