Hello, it’s me! I’ve been unintentionally MIA for almost a year now. I don’t know why I stopped blogging, i just did. I stopped cold turkey…no warning, no reasons, i just stopped. Maybe because everytime I’d get on my laptop to type, nothing would come to mind, like serious writer’s block, and i got discouraged then the busyness of life kicks in and before you know it… Continue reading “Long time no See”
Can you believe that we are a week and a half away from the first day of Fall? 12 days to be exact, but who’s counting, right?! 🙂 Who else is as excited as I am? I have to be honest here, I love everything about Fall. The cool weather, the leaves falling, the football games, Pumpkin Spice Latte’s, scarves, beanies, boots, and bulky sweater’s.
Okay, okay, I’ll stop!
Anyways, my whole point is that we’re already entering into that season, and i can’t wait!
During the summer, we had a number of changes that happened.
First, early on in the summer the 3 boys that we had been taking care for the past year, moved back with their mom. That was quite an adjustment for all of us. We dealt with all kinds of different emotions and had a plethora of questions, but we placed our trust and the boy’s lives, in the hands of God.
Another milestone that snuck up on us, was that my baby girl turned 13! I know, I know, I can hardly believe it myself. All she wanted for her birthday was to go to a Boomin by the Bay Concert in Houston to see KB and Blanca perform. Even though money was tight, we made a way to take her and 3 of her friends to the concert. We planned for it to be our family of 5 and 2 of her friends. But we had a change of plans and before you know it, 3 of her friends joined us, plus 2 of the 3 boys we were caring for. Yeah, I know we’re crazy! But let me show you how much fun we had!
Getting ready for the show!
Autograph and picture with Blanca!
Autograph and picture with KB!
Waiting in line to ride the Carousel!
Roller skating with dad!
Group picture at the Roller Rink!
I still can’t believe she’s 13… She’s changing and growing so much… Sigh.
Another cool summer memory was going swimming at a lake some where outside of San Antonio. We went with some family & friends and had WAY too much fun!
The bridge doesn’t look that high to jump off, right? Well, it looks and feels a whole lot higher when your actually standing on it ready to jump! Let’s just say, it took a certain someone a VERY long time to finally jump and when she did, she got a standing ovation and an award for being an over comer! Not really, but everyone was cheering and probably were happy that I finally jumped so they can get on with their lives! Lol
During all this, I have a cousin who had a baby boy in June with a very rare heart defect. We had already agreed that I would be secondary care giver to him once they got released, and that they would move in with us, but until then she & I both had to get trained on how to care for him outside of the hospital. At first, I was scared out of my mind, because this is way out of my comfort zone. But I have to always remember that God would help us through this season of our lives. The baby stayed in the hospital until a few days before he turned 2 months old. Then they moved in. Life has consisted of calculating how many ML’s he drank by mouth and then by ng tube, Dr’s appointment’s, many nurse calls, daily checks of his oxygen levels and weight, giving his meds on time & correctly etc.
With his heart condition being so rare, he’s been hanging out at the Children’s Hospital this past week until they see some more growth in his weight. Please keep my Little Peanut and his mama in your prayers.
This is definitely one of those season’s in life that we’d rather not be in, but we know there’s no other way around it but to go through it. And we hold on tight to our Father in Heaven, who we lean on for strength and comfort when we’re feeling like we can’t take any more change.
All this to say, the season’s of our lives change continuously. Just like I’m so ready for Summer to end and preparing for Fall to be here, we have to be ready and be prepared for when life changes from one season to another.
I woke up to the sound of rain and distant thunder. I was bundled up comfortably under my blankets. My room was dark, telling me it was pretty early in the morning. There wasn’t a sound throughout the whole house.
It was still.
I thought to myself, “15 more minutes, then I’ll get up.” I then reached over to grab my phone to double check on the time…. 9:15 am…Oh no!!! I jumped out of bed and ran upstairs to wake the kids up.
This is not how I wanted to start my week.
Coffee! Yes, that’s what I need.
Then this happens:
Instead of adding the scoops of coffee where it belongs, I added it to the water! It wouldn’t have been that big of a deal if it were a regular coffee pot, because I would’ve just poured the water out, rinsed the pot, and started over.
I have a double coffee pot that makes k-cups and a full pot of coffee. Cleaning it wasn’t difficult, just annoying because all I wanted was a cup of coffee!
Seriously, how difficult is it to make a pot of coffee!?!?!?
…yeah, I put the coffee filter in without realizing I never put the coffee filter holder back in!
At this point, all I could do was laugh at myself. (even though I wanted to crawl back in bed and start this day all over again!)
After a quick clean up, I tried for the third time to make my pot of coffee so I can Finally start my day!
You’re wondering how it went, right?
You’re wondering if I poured creamer in the water section instead of water, right?
You’re wondering if I pushed start without putting the pot in its spot and coffee was splashing everywhere, right?
Well, do I have some good news for you….It was a success!
My little coffee incident got me thinking….
We’ve all had crazy Monday morning experiences. Some worse than others. In my case, it was easy to laugh at. But maybe some of you woke up to something a little more serious. Maybe your Mother’s Day weekend didn’t go as well as you would’ve liked. Maybe you’re having marital issues. Maybe you have a sick loved one. Maybe there’s more money going out then coming in.
I can go on and on but…
Can I encourage you, dear friend?
Regardless of what your situation may be, big or small, we can’t lose sight that God is bigger than our circumstance.
He knows & see’s your struggle.
He see’s how hard you’re trying to keep it together.
He knows that everything in you wants to quit, but you’re holding onto faith.
He see’s every single tear that you have cried.
You might be thinking that I couldn’t possibly understand whatever it is that might be weighing heavy on your heart.
But I can.
I’m in the middle of a trial myself, so I’m most definitely talking to myself here, too.
My little coffee issue very well could’ve been the icing on the cake for me, considering what this last week was like.
But I chose to laugh.
I chose to take a deep breath and try again..and again…. And again!
I chose NOT to look at it with a negative eye.
Friend, we choose how we handle the trials of life.
Don’t be hard on yourself if you didn’t respond correctly to something that went wrong today. Instead, take a deep breath, say a quick prayer, and try again.
It doesn’t matter how your Monday morning started. It matters how you finish.
I’m cheering you on, my friend. You can do it…Finish strong!
What’s your favorite love story?
I’m not gonna lie, I’ve read this book at least once a year for the past 5 or 6 years and I’ve got something different out of it every single time.
That’s how good it is!
I’ve come to know Angel, the main character, quite well. And I seem to relate to her in more ways than I’d like to admit.
This allegory of the book of Hosea, is set back in the 1800’s. Before you even get to chapter 1, you experience a gut wrenching description of 8 year old Sarah being initiated into the life of a prostitute. From then on her name is Angel.
Though Angel is meant to be Gomer in the bible, it pains me how much I see myself in her. I never was a prostitute, but I know what it feels like to feel rejection from your father. I know what it feels like to be used by guys. I know what it feels like to feel dirty. I also know what it feels like to think that there is absolutely no hope for you.
I’ve felt all those things before and AFTER salvation.
Gasp! Did I just say I’ve felt that way AFTER salvation!?!?
Yes, I did!
Like Angel, I was pulled out of a life of sin and perversion and lust. I grew up in a broken home. My father left when my mom was pregnant with me and as early as I can remember I was very insecure.
Always scared. Always sad.
Before you know it, I went searching for love. Since it didn’t come to me, I would go to it. I would hope & pray that maybe this relationship would work, but it never did.
Until one day, I gave my life to Jesus! He was what I was searching for. He was everything I needed.
After some time my now husband asked me on a date.
I was flabbergasted… And flattered!
Why would a guy like that want to date a used up girl like me!?!?! He obviously must be mistaken. (Angel felt the same way when Michael Hosea was pursuing her.)
We dated clean. We didn’t kiss, hug, hold hands… Nothing, until that beautiful day we said, I do!
But deep down inside, I still struggled with my past. Not that I wanted to go back to it, that wasn’t it at all. It was more like, how can this man and God love me knowing what I’ve done?
But God used my husband to show me what it truly meant to be loved and to show me how to love. He was so gentle and patient and loving and forgiving.
He could’ve threw his hands up in the air and gave up on us, but he didn’t.
He chose to love me… Because love is a choice.
I fought my husband’s love and God’s love for quite a few years, actually. It was like I had this voice in my head filling me with lies, which I know now was Satan, the father of All lies. In my head, I knew I was forgiven, but not in my heart. I was a prisoner to my past and I needed to be set free, but that meant really trusting Jesus with my whole life and my whole heart.
Not just verbally saying that I trusted Him, but actually meaning it.
At some point, I came to a crossroad in my life where I was either gonna fully trust and believe God or not.
I let go of the guilt and shame and the bitterness and resentment.
I gave every single piece of my broken heart to God and repented.
He forgave me. He redeemed me. He set me free.
I cherish mine and my husband’s love story, but my most favoritest love story ever is with Jesus, my Lord & Savior, my Redeemer, the Lover of my soul.
What’s your favorite love story?
I’m attaching an awesome song by Big Daddy Weave called, “Redeemed.”
If you’ve not had a chance to read Redeeming Love, then you definitely have to. You’ll be blessed by it. Don’t forget to have plenty of tissue handy because you WILL need some!