Admiring Simplicity

 

Move to the rhythm of the rain.

Shine as bright as the sun.

Be as swift as the wind.

Cover the world with love just like the clouds.

Just move. I dare you. Stop hiding in the shell you have created for yourself. Stop the mindset you have created about your limits. Your limits can be the sky, you are the Child of the King. You are beautiful, inside and out. He created you to reach a great purpose.

Nature is amazing. Every morning I wake up and look out the window. It is Just beautiful how God set it just for me. The sun just right, not too bright to hurt my eyes. The wind soft enough to be caressing. Be like nature. Feel what God has set for you and go for it.

It’s beautiful to be with a toddler. They find everything amazing. For the first time they are experiencing the world. They stand in awe of the world. Their little bright eyes are widened as they see new things unfold before their eyes. I remember when I was fourteen, I had gone on a trip to San Francisco with my best friend and I took along my little baby sister of seven months with me. I was baby sitting and had no choice but to take my baby along. On our way there, my little sister was like an ordinary baby, fussy, laughing, wet diapers, hungry, and any shiny object going into her mouth. On our drive back to San Jose, we would pass under some free way tunnels, her little eyes just widened immensely in the darkness. Her little mouth would open wide and just stare up. It was her first time seeing so much darkness all at once. Later through the months and eventually the years, she got accustomed to the tunnels.

For us going under a tunnel was no big deal. Though, just imagining how amazing it is to experience something for the first time takes me back to Gods love. Daily God sets the sun for us, He is expecting us to give him thanks or to just acknowledge His love for us. Try something different and thank God for just the simple stuff, maybe that way, you’ll start to see that there is so much more than just life, but a life full a purpose made for you.

There She Goes Again!

Thanks be to God!

I am really blessed. I have to admit it. I’m looking at the bright side of my life. I’m soon turning 19 years old (August 10th). I have a good job. I am getting an education. I have a great family. I have my supportive aunt and uncle. My Grandpa and Grandma (M & R) are great mentors to me. I have a decent car. I have great friends. I am blessed with life.

Although my resume may be filled with quite some good experiences and references, I know there is a whole lot to be put later on. Though for my years of life, I can not complain. I’m blessed beyond compare to have a great job. One of the most rewarding parts of my job is having a satisfied guest. 

Being educated is priority for me. Having the possibility to go to school is quite an advantage and a privilege. Being from a low class family, God has sure opened the doors for me to do so. Next semester I am planning on taking 21 units/

My family is the best! The family that I live with now is a great encouragement. Even my roommate, Beba, she doesn’t even know how much I love her. I consider her maybe like a big sister.. (don’t tell her! hehe). My aunt and uncle are great blessing to my life. I thank them for giving me the opportunity to be able to be there with them. It takes a big heart like theirs to have someone like me in their home. The people I call Grandpa and Grandma are just the greatest! They are beautiful inside and out. Great encouragement. Whenever they see me down, the make sure I go back on the right track.

My friends, oh man, what would I do without them? I’m blessed to have friends that are so comprehensive. I am a complicated person to understand and still they love me!

I’m living life to the best of my ability. I want to take advantage of all the offers that life puts my way, of course by using God’s wisdom. Just take time to think about how blessed you are. Stop looking at the bad stuff… just be thankful for what you got.

Always Look In The Bright Side!

Sometimes I want to hide under a huge rock.

Don’t you ever feel like that? The days when you just don’t want to face the world, when you don’t want to face reality. When all you want to do is try to escape life. Not meaning that you don’t want to live life, just meaning that your not quite ready to face it that day. I’ve felt like that in the past. The truth to this matter is; life continues. Yes we all go through hardships, battles, fears, and etc., but eventually those all become motions of the past. When at that time that situation was all your life revolved around and seemed hopeless, has now just become a matter of the past, and sometimes just a laughing mechanism. So don’t allow your current situation to overshadow the way you think about life. Remember what the saying says “Always look in the bright side!”.

My Dad is a Nomad

My dad is a nomad. Yeah, he moves so much he doesn’t has a mailing address. I don’t blame him.

I love my father so much. I guess there was a point and time where he and I bonded really well. Still do, but there is distance. He is in his own world and I am in mine. Just on new year’s day my father arrived to my town. He lived in Connecticut and said that he would be down to visit. I was excited since I hadn’t seen my father for months. The day came… there he was :skinny, about my height, and hairy. Boy was I happy to see him! Eventually his visit became a permanent stay. Either he would sleep on the couch in the living room or in his 2000 Cadillac Escalade where he would watch T.V. He stayed here for 6 months. There were times when he would just stay in his car sleeping or watching T.V., or just listening to the radio. Later he would wander off the Wal-Mart and just look around. If he wasn’t at Wal-Mart, he would be at the Donut Nation place having some tea.

My father is a quiet man. Days when I would get off work I would call him to see if he was awake. He would answer and would sometimes be having his tea at the donut place. This would be around 11pm. I would go to him and just mingle. Most times we had nothing to talk about. But just knowing that I was with my father, I was happy.

I know he feels lonely. I know he must feel like a failure as well. I wish he knew that he wasn’t. Although he does not support my brother and sister financially he still is a good father. Even though my father is a nomad and is unstable financially, he is still a good man. I hope the best for him, everywhere he goes.

Just a few weeks ago he decided that he was going to New Jersey. His reasons are his business and I do not mind to interfere. I grew accustom to the fact that he was here. I would call him when he wasn’t around. When I would get home from work on the late nights I would see his car and was at peace knowing he was safe. Nights when I didn’t see his car, I would call him and ask where he was. I miss him. First night he was gone, the house felt empty, although it clearly wasn’t. Just not seeing his car made it feel real, he was gone.

I only hope the best for my father where ever he goes. He may not be the ideal role model of a great father to society, but to me he is. I am truly blessed to be his daughter, although not biologically, but surely he is my father.

I love you Dad.

Called Out

I remember the day when I was sitting outside in the ever-changing San Francisco weather at the Battlecry event that took place in 2006. Ron Luce presented a man that was a representative of Global Expeditions, a missionary program. While this man recounted his experiences, I was just in awe of it all. I wanted to go through the same thing: reaching out to the ones who don’t know about God, regardless of the price to pay.

Later, all I wanted to was be a missionary. I would tell everyone that I was going to be a full time missionary living only on faith. My friends all thought I was crazy. Then it hit me.. I said well if I go on one of the small missionary trips, like the two week ones, then I would decide if that’s what I wanted to do or not. I started talking to the Global Expeditions representatives. Soon I started to talk to my mom. I told her what I wanted to do, I also told her that money was no object, that I would find ways to fund-raise. My mom objected to any idea possible. There went my chance! Eventually my dreams of becoming a missionary faded. There went another dream under the covers, in the bottom of my heart. Becoming a missionary was not even a dream, it was just a fading illusion.

I just finished reading two books that have influenced me even greatly about missions. The first one is called Revolution In World Missions by K.P. Yohannan. This book is quite amazing. It talks about this man’s journey on missions. Its not the tiny few months on missions but the type of mission that takes a lifetime. It’s a really good eye opening book, that will allow you to see missions in a different way. The author is a native from India and has an organization that sponsors native Indian missionaries to go out and preach the gospel to their India. The organization is called Gospel For Asia. It’s an amazing movement that is absolutely giving all the honor to God. I’m already done reading it, if you want to borrow it, let me know! 

I just finished reading a book that my aunt recommended me to read, it’s called The Barbarian Way by Erwin McManus. Wow! Now this book is something that will shake your world. Its in reality a wake up call to all Christians. Are you an innovator or are you a follower? Are you willing to be living life the way God truly has called you to live?

So as I was reading the Barbarian Way, I knew I couldn’t stay still. I knew that once I started seeing things in a new perspective, my spirit would not let me be in peace.

God has been giving me dreams in the past months. Awkward dreams, may I add. Those dreams have involved Asia. Dreams of all sorts have come my way with ministering in Asia. Now I am praying for God to direct me where He wants me to go. I am willing to go anywhere. I am sure the price to pay is not easy, rather very difficult. I feel called out to that area. My heart feels restless and eager to do the will of God. This time its for reals. This time I want to make it right.

My heart wants to please God. I want to become the slave of God. I know I am called out to reach multitudes for God and nothing will stop me now.

Independence Day!

Happy Independence Day America!!

 

I am glad and blessed to be part of this great country!

Hope you all have a wonderful day spent with your family and friends!

It Was Me

The one who broke Your heart,

It was me.

The one who broke the promises,

It was me.

The one who said “I love You” but acted against it,

It was me.

The one who had an on and off relationship,

It was me.

The one who came crying to you every time she got hurt,

It was me.

“How many times have I broken Your heart and still You forgave if only I asked.”

The one who wiped my tears,

It is You.

The one who still loved me,

It is You.

The one that took me back,

It is You.

The one saw through me and loved me the same,

It is You.

The one who gave me comfort with holding me in His arms,

It is You.

The one who just cared and listened,

It is You.

Your strong arms hold me with love, my God. God my heart longs to please You, my heart longs to adore You. How many times have I done this to You Lord? Hurt You, made a list of promises, and endless pleas of forgiveness? My heart cries out to You… I am a woman who is endlessly in love with You. I want to make things right.