Archive | February, 2014

The Unexpected Blessing

24 Feb


Why is Joey smiling so big and who’s car is that he’s sitting on!?!?

I am So glad you asked!

A friend of ours just recently bought himself a new vehicle and needed to get rid of his old one.

To be honest, I don’t know all of the details, but I do know that he asked my husband if he knew anyone in our church (preferably a young man) that he could bless. After some thought and prayer, my hubby told him about Joey.

It all went down last night after church.

And let me tell you, it was the most awesome thing to not only be a part of, but to also witness!

So after we had dinner, our friend asked Joey for a ride home. Joey slowly responded with, “Yeah….. I have an extra bus pass.”

He had no idea what was happening! It was great!

As we walked outside of the restaurant, he hands Joey the keys to his car!

He’s speechless!




God is so faithful in showing Himself real to us. He blesses us when we least expect it and sometimes from a complete stranger!

Now all Joey has to do is learn to drive standard… and bless someone with all his extra bus passes!!!

“But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you.”  Matthew 6:33

Do you have any stories of God providing for you or someone you know in a miraculous way?

Leave a comment, I’d love to hear about it!


A dream come true

7 Feb

As a girl, my one desire was to feel accepted and to be loved. From as far back as I can remember, I was lonely, timid, and very fearful.  I’m sure it had a lot to do with the fact that I was fatherless.  I’ve never met my  biological father to this day and for years it tore me up inside.

During my teenage years,  all my unanswered questions about my dad, amongst other things, turned into anger and resentment. That quiet little shy girl turned into a very rebellious teenager who no one had control over.

I began searching for love and acceptance through what I thought was”normal” teenage behavior. All the while, deep inside of me, was that quiet little shy girl crying out so desperately for a father and for someone who would truly love me.

Thankfully, at the age of 18, I found my father!

My Heavenly Father. 

In Psalm 68 it says, that God is the Father to the fatherless.

I got saved in June of 1997 and gave my broken heart and broken life to Jesus. I didn’t know what it meant. I didn’t know how to be saved. And I certainly didn’t know how long it would last. I just knew that every missing piece of my life was now made whole. It was truly a miracle!

Okay, now let’s go back to February 7, 1999.

Besides the day that I gave my life to Jesus, this day is very special to me because it’s my wedding day!  The day that I said, “I do” to a man that God had especially for me. A man who has loved me and accepted me, even when I’ve been hardest to love.

We met in church and let me tell you, I would have NEVER considered him before…BC he’s white. Calm down, call down! I’m not racist at all, but in my mind, all white men wanted was to get Hispanic women pregnant and leave them, since that is what happened to my mom.



But he’s proven himself time and time again, that he ain’t going no where. (Even when I’ve wanted him too! Lol)

We dated for a little over a year, and we didn’t kiss, hug, hold hands.. NOTHING till our wedding day!


                          First kiss!

It was beautiful!

Here we are, 15 years later, and we’re still married and still in love!

Oh but let me tell you, it hasn’t always been smooth sailing. We’ve had our high times and our low times but through it all, we’ve kept Jesus in the center of our lives!

God is so faithful, because my life now is everything I ever dreamed of and more, all because of God’s grace!

Hope you enjoy the pictures!


         First marriage retreat and very       prego!              





                 Christmas Fellowship


                     Saltillo, Mexico




                 10 year Anniversary

Sadly, we don’t have a 15 year wedding picture yet. But I’m sure it’ll happen soon enough and I’ll add it to the post later… Maybe!

Until then, if you’re married, love your spouse till death do you part. And if you’re single, wait on God and He will give you the desires of your heart!

Happy Anniversary Babe… 15 years, crazy hu??

“Therefore what God had joined together, let not man separate.”
                    Mark 10:9

My imagination gone wild

6 Feb

I had a rather interesting conversation with my sister in law, Tatiana, yesterday via text message. It started off fairly normal then got pretty dramatic.

It went like this…..

Tat: I was just thinking about you! How I haven’t talked to you!

Me:  I’ve sent you a few texts but you’re too good for me to respond. I’m not even worthy of a simple hello. Denied. Rejected.

Me: My own dog cares more about me than my sister in law. My NEIGHBOR’S dog cares more about me than my own sister in law. My…… I think you get the point.

After a few seconds I continued with…

Me: See… you’re not even responding to me now as I’m desperately crying out to you for attention… Wow… I feel so….so…. alone. Alone in this big cold world where there are predators ready to pounce on fragile abandoned women like me…. Where the lion is waiting patiently to attack me at my weakest moment when I least expect it, when I finally tire of holding my guard up… that’s when he’ll take advantage and dig his long claws into my skin and do what he’s been longing to do the moment he discovered I was a victim.

Tat: lol, you’re a nut! I’m getting ready for church at the gym.

Me:  A nut you say!?! It may be true considering the circumstances that have been brought upon me by my kin.
My own kin have abandoned me. Left me to the wolves to feast on. They stand back and laugh as they watch the vicious animal lay claim to his meal.

Tat:  Who’s the wolf? What book have you been reading?????

Me: Suddenly I woke up, with sweat beads dripping down my porcelain skin. It was only a nightmare! I cried out for my beloved and it was then that I knew he would never leave me to the wolves. What a merry day it would be after all!!
Oh, and what of my sister in law you ask? She fell at my feet weeping as I told her of this horrific nightmare and she clung to my legs pledging her allegiance to me and made a vow to never ever let any harm come before me. The end.

Tat: You have an amazing brain! I could not have come up with half that!!  At your feet I fall dear sister in law 🙂

Me: LOL!!! that was fun!! I was envisioning the whole thing too!!! That was fresh off my pewny brain!

So there you have it, my lovely conversation with my sister in law!


5 Feb

Last night at about 1 am, I woke up to the sound of a crying boy.

My son.

“Mommy, I threw up… all over my bed.”

I wanted to cry.

One thing you must know about me is that, I have a weak stomach. I have NEVER cleaned up after any of my 3 kids if they were ever sick with “the bug.” I would just cover the area up with something and stay as far away from it as possible and wait till my hubby got home so he can clean it up…..Don’t judge!

Anyways, back to last night….

I told him to come lay in bed with me and I’ll deal with cleaning it up tomorrow. Gross, I know.

Well, an hour or so went by and he got sick again! This time all over MY bed!


As he was in my bathroom washing up, I just rolled all the blankets & sheets sheets together, threw them in the laundry room and left it at that because I really did Not want to clean this up now. I’ll do it tomorrow.

I went upstairs to get more sheets and I wasn’t even half way up when the aroma stopped me in my tracks!!!

I almost cried.

Needless to say, I spent the next hour cleaning up the mess in his room, desperately praying that I can keep myself together.  I didn’t even wash his sheets… I threw those suckers away… Because… AIN’T NOBODY GOT TIME FA DAT!!  He wasn’t lying when he said he got it all over his bed either!

Thankfully, we made it through the rest of the night mess free!

My day consisted of: washing all the bedding, disinfecting my whole house, home schooling my 2 older kids, and tending to my sick boy who now has a fever.

Am I complaining? Not at all.

I am so grateful that I have a God I can call upon for peace in the midst of a somewhat crazy day.

I’m grateful for awesome kids who helped keep things going smoothly and took initiative with their schooling while I tended to their brother’s needs.

I could have easily freaked out and let this day get the best of me, but I chose to have joy. I chose to tackle this head on. I chose to put on my big girl “chonies” and deal with it. I chose to look at it with a positive perspective, which doesn’t come naturally for me. I tend to be more of the pessimist at times…Not proud.

Lastly, I’m so very grateful that I conquered this day without my stomach giving out on me! That is a MAJOR victory!

Besides, if this wouldn’t have happened, I wouldn’t have nice clean soft comfy sheets & blankets right now! (Hehe!)

My house is almost back to normal and I’m looking forward to an uneventful night.

Oh! If you’re wondering why my hubby didn’t help me with this, is BC he’s outta town. So I was forced to take care of it all by myself!  What a big girl I am!!!

He’ll be proud.

I think I passed the test, don’t u?!?!