Learning From My Sister's Boyfriend

I don't know if there is any irony to all this. Perhaps, I have chose not to come to terms with the irony....

However, I have learned a lot from my sister's boyfriend..

My sister got her wisdom teeth pulled out the other day. She came home in pain, she was woozy, and was not coherent at all. (So glad, I was born with no wisdom teeth.. true story).

So my sister sat in pain and embarked on her journey of movies galore. But her boyfriend was there for every minute of this exciting adventure. So for countless hours he sat and watched movie after movie, not to mention countless TV shows (brutal). But I observed his every move. He was patient with her, made sure she got her medicine. The guy did everything! And more importantly out of love. The guy was there all day for at least three days.

The guys was flawless. His example of his love for my sister made me think. If he was not there, would I do what he did for my sister? Granted she is my sister.. would I sit there and take the boredom better know as watching marathons of women shows?

Honestly, I would not... I would be lying if I said yes. Which only shows my selfishness. But how many love ones in our life would we endure three days of TV just to make sure they are comfortable? Think about it, go deep with this thought.

How do you treat the people you say you love? My sister's boyfriend treated her like royalty.

I thank him for that. I admire how he showed her, he loved her by sitting on the couch for hours on in. I believe we all are put in situations that allow us, to gage how far and hard would we go for someone.

That my sister's boyfriend did nothing but sit there with her. But that meant the world to her. He did nothing flashy or elaborate. Many times people who need help, just want the simple, yet typical elements of helping someone.

Imagine that.....


Needless to say the main thought here is....

What would you do for a love one family, friend.....?

Blessed We Are

Often times, Christmas leads us to a retrospective state of mind. Last week, I was confronted with this. We all need reminders and they seem to come in the most subtle of ways...

It came in the form 4 girls and 4 grandparents. As I sat down and they ripped open their presents. They all smiled and were content with what had been received.

In short, our bible study was able to provide four girls Christmas presents. The girls ranged from 4-15 and the whole thing was brilliant. The girls have at least one parent in prison and the other no where to be found. Yet the girls seemed to be content with what life has dealt them.

Especially, the older ones, they knew God had a plan.

That night I could not help, but tear up. That these girls have gone through a lot. That on Christmas day they will be "parentless". But it was a somber reminder that I am blessed and so are they. We all have our blessings and not one is better than the other. The girls grandparents have stepped up to insure the girls have a bright future. That in itself is a blessing.

The underline point we all are blessed. This Christmas I encourage you to count your blessings. And to go out of your way to be a blessing for others. That night I walked into those homes bringing presents to girls in tough situations. But they ended blessing me, more then they know.

Blessings surround us all.....

Mariela

As Christmas nears, I found myself once again reflecting. This year, feels different then most. But my thoughts led me, to people who work tirelessly for others. But never receive enough credit.

This leads me, to Mariela. She is from Panama. She is in many ways my grandma's saving grace. She cooks, drives, and maintains the house for my grandma. My grandma lives in a very rural city outside of Panama City. Mariela lives with her and makes her live easier. My Grandma has had multiple surgeries on her legs and hips. Which makes walking a laboring task.

On top of helping my grandma. She teaches at a center in one of the roughest neighborhoods in Panama, for free. On the side she makes pastries for some extra money. She is always working, never a day off and she always has a smile on her face. She loves to serve others. Every time, I visit I am overwhelmed by her selflessness. She never thinks about herself.

When we go on our annual mission trip to Panama. She is always cooks for us. She makes the calls to our contacts, she does a lot of the foot work.

What Mariela does has impacted me. In many ways, humbled me too. She has helped my only living grandparent. The only grandparent I have gotten to know personally. As she gets older I know her time is running out. So, knowing she is helping my Grandma is very reassuring. I consider Mariela family, my mom does as well. Our famliy knows the importance of what she is doing. She just does it. Never asks, complains.... that is powerful!

Which leads me to this. Is there a Mariela in your life? Someone who is always doing the small, yet very powerful things of life. Is there someone who never gets credit for what they do?

Mariela this if for you. May God Bless you for your honest example.

Judgement From A Distance

This morning I entered my Spanish class. I was sitting there waiting for class to start.

In class I sit in the back surrounded by girls, there's only five guys in the class. Three of those fives girls sit behind me. So they started to talking about parties and boys etc... These girls are from Mexico, they are part of the rich class of Mexico. Their families have a lot of dough. Has I heard them talk about designer clothes, what they wanted for Christmas, or what they should wear to the party tonight.

Quietly, I became angry at them. I've gotten to know these girls, but I could not help but be disgusted. I thought to myself, how selfish. I distanced myself from the conversation.

After class, I started to think, why was I so angry? I dove deeper, I thought I knew how they thought. They were not hard to figure out. But the reality was my heart and mind were in the wrong spot.

Recently, I have been overly critical of people, who I hardly know. We usually judge people we hardly know harshly and swiftly.

Why?

What stranger are you judging?

Through The Eyes Of A Father

About a week ago I met a father of ten children. He was tired, afraid, and searching. But in the midst of this chaos.... He said God knows what he is doing.

Back story, this father is a refugee from Somalia. His sister was shot to death for handing out Bibles. This father lived in a country where being a Christian is not safe,but in many ways a death wish. He was also a pastor of an underground church in Somalia. But once his sister was shot, his and his family lives were in jeopardy.

They moved to Kenya to escape the danger. But were soon sent to San Antonio, Texas. They now live in a apartment only equipped for maybe five, but ten live there. As I sat with my mission pastor, he was explaining his next obstacle. He had just landed a job, serving as a translator. He was also receiving funds from nearby churches.

But he sat down he explained his situation and how he felt that more could be done. He looked tired, beat, but he was able to muster a smile. Since, he's been in San Antonio other Somali's have arrived, because of the unrest in Somalia.

He has used this as an opportunity to present the Gospel to the Muslims of Somalia in San Antonio. With his efforts, he has been excluded and fears some might do more. With all these around him, he still remained at peace to let Jesus work.

We left the cramped apartment. I was taken back, in many ways I heard a story of a man who knows his God delivers. Yet, many of us who are much more fortune, always find room to not let God take control. We feel uneasy about not knowing.

That one day I met this father I saw God work through a extraordinary human being, a father. His example spoke to me.

I wrestled with this notion that night. Why do I fear not knowing? Many of us love to have a game plan for our life or future. But the reality is with God he wants full control. Many times the people in dire needs seek this reckless abandon attitude. This attitude that God has a plan.

God knows the desires of my heart. Although, I try to get in the way. I must realize He alone is good.

Through the eyes of a father......

Do not fear the unknown, for God knows what is in store.

The Art Of Tough Love

Tough love is an art, that I believe we all try to master. Some of us, are good and others, well have good intentions, but bad execution. Needless, to say we all require, that someone give us tough love.

However, tough love is an art. There is a time a place for it. Tough love can take on, several different shapes. For example, tough love maybe letting some hitting the bottom. Or getting very serious and intervening for some, standing the gap. Tough love is different for each person, based on their experience. Regardless, its what allows a friendship to become much more richer. To me, tough love is the difference between a shallow friendship, to one that is built on being completely real.

At times, its hard to hear. Many times its talked about, but never put into action. That is the key, to take the initiative and display tough love.

Are you taking action?
Or are you sitting around, not wanting to dig any deeper? No doubt, it can be a messy proposition, but if done properly, it could change your life.

The Angry Kid Inside Us

During the summer I was a school age teacher at my church's daycare. The kids varied from kinder - 5th grade. For the most part the kids were a enjoy to be around. However, some were particularly hard to manage.

For example, I had a kid in my class who had a huge temper. Anything could set him off, into his rage. Well, it happened and he was going off on other kids. So I had to grab him and call for help. I took him to another room, gave him one of those soft balls that can't hurt no one. He started to throw it, against the wall. Then he started to grab the books and threw them around.

As he kept throwing stuff, he yelled out why am I so, mad? He broke down and started to cry. I sat there, not knowing what to do. But this kid was not a bad kid. He was a great kid, one of my favorites. He knew all the answers, he was a really sharp kid.

He went to the corner he was ashamed of what he had done.

It got me thinking, don't we have angry kid moments? When we get mad and lash out at people we love. What about, getting angry at God and taking it out on him?

Are we any different than the kids who act up and lose their temper? We have our moments, right?

I couldn't help, but see the angry kid as a angry person wailing on someone. I think, at times we find someone, something to blame. But we reach a point of brokenness, a realization of what we are doing, cannot continue.



So..... are you angry kid right now? Are you blaming, wailing on others for things they have nothing to do with?

We have our moments..... what's the response?

Heaven

The other night in our bible study, we engaged in a conversation about heaven. The final stop, or hopeful stop for many. As we dove into this thing called heaven, we came out of the conversation with more questions than answers.

One thing I have realized the word heaven is used a lot. Perhaps, used too much, because people don't realize the weight of that word. For example, when Christians are explaining heaven to people .... what do you say? Golden streets? Praising God 24/7?

Heaven, heaven, heaven.... people say

The concept is very hard to wrap our minds around. Yet, we feebly attempt to try and understand the complexity of heaven. People claim that, they want to be there. But do they really? Think about it. Heaven is FOREVER!!! The right answer is to say, awesome can't wait.... But that to me, is the real question. Are you anticipating heaven? Our lives will eventually end.

What if, you knew your life was coming to the end. And that you would miss out on opportunities to experience life like... marriage, growing old, driving.... etc think about it. Would you be so excited about going to heaven?

People claim to be excited, but are you really excited? Heaven is about God and not us.

When our conversation came to an end. We came to the conclusion that heaven will be a lovely place. But to think that everyday, we are yearning for that moment would be lie. We have our lives to live. And believe it, or not we get caught up.

Needless to say, God is big and he delivers. Heaven will blow us away. Many try to understand heaven, but I rather wait and see.

Perhaps, getting use to the idea of heaven being forever is a process, a journey, that depends on the person. But one thing is certain when the world ends, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.

Times Change

The other day I was running outside with my ipod. As I was nearing the end of my run. I noticed that their was a girl riding her bike. She looked like she was in middle school, but I couldn't help, but notice that she has an ipod too.

I finished my run I knelt down and I started to smile. When I was in middle school I never had an ipod, not to mention a facebook, or twitter. The girl riding the bike probably has a facebook. Now a days kids get cell phones in elementary school. Technology, has really been the thing, that has changed at a rapid pace. But times change.....

As time moves so, do people, sensibilities and life in general. From one decade to the next, things change.

So ipod or not. Times change, but the underline question that came to mind was how do we change with time? Is it the culture, our current situation in life. There are plenty of things, that change us, over time. For good or bad.

Times change, how will we respond?

Are You Intrigued By Jesus?

A couple of weeks ago I spoke in front of a group of homeless people. I had maybe, twenty or so show up. But before I go on, I must expound on my thought process for what I prepared for the homeless.

Homeless people hear a lot about Jesus. I think, at times they get sick of Jesus. The mystery of Jesus is no longer intriguing. People try to shove Jesus down their throat. Most believe they need Jesus and they do. But I'm beginning to believe, that a lot of them do believe. However the intrigue is not there anymore. I come to find that, people in dire needs have a strong faith in God. They have nothing else to lean on...

So I thought long and hard. Which led me to the story of Zacchaeus.(Luke 19:1-10) Zacchaeus was a short man, a tax collector. Zacchaeus was very wealthy, but when Jesus was coming through Jericho. Zacchaeus wanted to see, but was too short. So he climbed a sycamore tree. Jesus saw this and "when Jesus reached the spot, he looked up and said to him, "Zacchaeus, come down immediately. I must stay at your house today." So he came down at once and welcomed him gladly.

Zacchaeus was intrigued by Jesus. Jesus saw his intrigued by him climbing the sycamore tree. I used this story for the homeless, to ask them are you intrigued by Jesus? Most people know the story of Jesus and what he is about. But are they intrigued enough to climb the tree?

Some have climbed the tree and have come off. Others are for the first time experiencing this intrigue of Jesus, the mystery.....

I gave a simple story with a simple question. That is all I wanted to accomplish. Hopefully, those people self examined this question. Which leads me, to this post....

We should always be intrigued by Jesus. There are times when we are not, but why?

Jesus wants us, to always be on the tree. But we got to put effort into it.

Intrigued????

As Time Goes On

Time waits for no one ....

As time goes on.....

I hear
I see
I feel

New and different things.

As time goes on....
I learn
I converse
I reflect

As time goes on.. I know how truly blessed I am. Blown away by how much I have.

As time goes on.. I'm more aware of Jesus and what He has done and yet to do.

As time goes on.. what will Jesus reveal to you?

Time.........

The Culture Of Your City

Every city has it's own culture. In many ways, each city has it's own unique culture. From the restaurants to the special parades, and professional teams. People are very much part of the culture as well. There are a lot of elements that play into the culture of cities.

For every city I've been too. I always, try to get a sense of the culture. For example, in Los Angeles great weather, super expense, overwhelming traffic. Not to mention Kodak theater, Lakers, all the celebs that call LA home. All these elements make LA, LA. From the Venice beach to Rodeo Drive. LA is unique in its own way. LA is huge, a great city to visit. Lots of culture and a sought out vacation for many across the global. I could go on, but one blog could not explain all of LA.

For certain cities I have a better grasp of the culture, like my home San Antonio, Texas. San Antonio is a city that is often forgotten. A city that is spread out, has a rich Mexican culture. Also you get some European culture outside of SA in the hill country. The Spurs are part of culture as well, how can I forget the Alamo, the River Walk. SA is also the most visited city in Texas. Its a big city with a small town feel.

The point is all cities have a culture that they are know for.....

Los Angeles- Land of the celebs.
New York City- Capital of the world.
New Orleans- Mardi Gras.
Miami- South Beach.
San Antonio- The Alamo City.
Washington D.C.- White House.

Culture is all around us, we see it, feel it. Every city presents something different...

So what's the culture of your city?

The Wait

We all are waiting for something, someone.

Maybe its a event of great importance... like a wedding, graduation, or even moving on to another place.

Maybe its a certain someone that you, deeply care about. Maybe a friend who is suffering through cancer. Parents fighting and there seems to be no end. Waiting for resolve, a solution, or time.

We all have to wait .... Waiting to me, is a great equalizer, a great teacher. A time to really see who we are..

We could be waiting on a joyous moment and can't wait. Or we could be waiting for moment of grief, sadness, and don't want the wait to end.

Waiting, Waiting.....

What are you waiting for?

When it happens, how will you respond?

Our response is all we can control....

Cherish The Moments

All of us, have moments that we deeply cherish. Moments that we are thankful to have had.

From basking in the hugeness in the middle of Tokyo. To enjoying the breeze from the Pacific ocean, while watching ships pass through the Panama Canal.

Seeing a good friend say I do, to the love of his life.

Graduating from any level of school.

Spending time with the family.

Moments come and go, we must cherish each and every moment. We all have different experiences and moments. One thing I love to ask people, who I meet is, what moments define them, changed them?

You can learn a lot from people from that one question.

So what are the moments you cherish?

Humbled By Injury

For those who know me well. I love to be active, play sports. But above all, I love to play basketball. I grew up playing soccer for 12 years. But once I picked up, a basketball, soccer was an afterthought.

Recently, I haven't been able to play basketball, due to injury. But when I play, I play very physical, very aggressive and I talk trash. I try to get into the opponents head. I've had plenty of confrontations and altercations, because of my feistiness. Needless, to say I play with passion. I exert a lot of energy physically, mentally, and emotionally.

I use to think I could play through anything. Since the injury I push myself to play, telling myself, that I could handle it. I was sadly mistaken, if anything I aggravated my injury. My physical therapist scolded me, and said no basketball for at least a month. The key word at least.

So since, the injury I've had ample time to reflect on many things. First, that many us, have this ego problem that propels us to over extend ourselves. Which in time, will lead to failure. For example, if a student who is a A student. Butthinks they don't need to study, because they are so smart. In result, they will eventually receive an B or lower.

So in my case, I pulled something and thought it was okay. It got worse and worse, but I remained stubborn and played. There comes a point in time that, we must be humbled to be able to sit down and see what we are really doing. It was only a matter of time. My attitude was I'm not going to get injured, because I've never been injured playing basketball. And it happened.

The thought that still lingers in my mind is....... Do we hurt ourselves, people, and things we love by doing too much?

Breaking Down The Wall

Tuesday night, is when I get together and meet with guys, of the same age. But more importantly, guys that searching for more, yearning to draw closer to their Father. Engaging in authentic community, but as this new season approaches.

I know, walls most be broken and bridges most be built. It seems, pretty cliche, but its the heart of any bible study. Allowing ourselves, to be broken in front out our peers, who many times, become our brothers in Christ.

Tears will pour, exhaustion will set in, the race at times will seem pointless. But this, is why we meet. To push, ourselves to be better, to be about ways of our Father.

All this can happen, if walls are broken. It starts tonight.

Walls were meant to be broken. This season we will be wall breakers.

Time Management

How many us, procrastinate?

A lot of us do, more than we realize.

This semester I am confronted with classes. That will require an expert time management. I will need to set aside time for all my school work. But not only school, but church, social outings and finding a happy medium for all of them.

But time management is something that takes a lot of work, it is a process. For too, long I have procrastinated on some many things. This semester is a great opportunity for me, to develop time management skills, ones that will last.

Many need to time management things in their lives. But its important not to let certain things to monopolize our time. A lot of times we allow things to monopolize our lives. In general, things that are not that important. At times, it can be good things that can turn into a detriment.

Overall, time management is important. We have one life and we have to maximize our time and not use it foolishly.

Time management, currently in session.

Consistency: Something We All Are Searching For

It was a Tuesday night. When I threw the word consistency out to a group of guys. Consistency is what we are going to aim for.

I look around the room and saw sigh of relief. In every aspect of our lives we have some inconsistencies and consistencies. But over time, we as humans lose focus of what we set out to do.

For example, school it takes consistency to move up in school. But if you lose that consistency, you lose that production, focus. Second, we look for consistency in people, things. We can't find it, in them, they will fail us. The trick is to know everything at one point and time will, become inconsistent.

But that doesn't mean, that we don't try to be consistent in our own lives. I think people get caught up, in other people's inconsistency. We lost sight of what we are lacking in that department.

The point is to try and be consistent as much as you can. God remains the same always, no matter what.

At the end of the day, that's enough.

Being Content

Contentment is what I'm seeking.

I was reminded yesterday, by Jeremiah 29:11 that God does have a plan to prosper you. He has a future for us, as well. Some may see it as a over used verse. I heard kids reciting the verse and it really humbled me, put me in my place. Even though I know all that, I still find room to complain. I find things "that could be better" but I have a lot to be thankful for ....

Not only that but, we always find time to tell God. That we rather be somewhere else, or being doing something else. Currently, I'm 23, graduating in the spring, have a lot going for me. Yet, at times I find myself unfilled, lack of something. Especially, at an age where friends move, get married you fill out of the loop. You feel you are behind everyone else.

But there is a rhyme and reason to being content. God has us, where he wants us. Being content with what he has given, goes along with trusting. Trust is really, what is lacking.

God never fails. Never!

Yet, we still flinch. Trust is the issue.

Once we can fully understand why...

We begin to trust and sometimes we may not know why

And that's ok.....

What do you need to trust God with?

Panama: On The Brink

Panama a country on the brink .....

On the brink of moving forward as a whole. As I spent a week in Panama. This past week was different, then all the other times I've been before. For the first time I saw Panama as a country on the move. Tourism is up, the economy is as good as it can get, especially with currently economic times. But like anything else, the people seem to be moving forwards and not backwards. Panama is starting to garner more international attention, building new, bigger and taller infrastructure. Panama is on the brink ...

However, there is still a lot to be done. There are many issues face the country that still need improvement. But I have never seen the people, so hopeful.

Which got me thinking... many of us are on the brink of something? Good or bad? Some of us, are all the brink of many exciting things. While others, may be on the brink of losing it all. We lean one way, or the other. Seeing the potential in everything, while others may see lost potential. But like anything else, we cannot do it alone. Panama recent success still hinges on the Panamanians as a whole.

Some of us, may be on the brink. I pray and hope you praise God for those who are the good side of things. For those on the bad side of things, sustain, keep the faith, allow God to take over. Move yourself from the cliff, to avoid free fall.

That's what I learned in my week in Panama. That many people are on the brink.

The Indirect Effect

Panama a country very, near and dear to my heart. My mom is from Panama, which obviously makes me, Panamanian. I've been to Panama on many occasions to visit family. But in the summer of 2008. I left for Panama once again, to visit and celebrate some birthday's. But this trip would be different from the others.

My mom and I would see a certain need that would call us back, to Panama. But for a different reason all together. We saw a possible mission trip opportunity in the future. So, on the plane trip back, we started to brainstorm. Long story, short one year later we came back with a mission team. This Tuesday, we will be going back with our second team.

I can't but help, but think back at the process. But this post is about the indirect effect our team, church has had on Panama. We are on the eve of our second trip. Last trip we had chairs that we worked on, we painted them, sand them down. This time we will be finishing them, these seats will allow little kids to sit down and hear the word. Not only that, but to be educated and further their knowledge. Indirect effect ......

Which leads me, to this. A lot of us, have a indirect effect on people. Whether we know it, or not. Often times, I find myself wanting to receive that recognition, but it's always the little things that matter. Like chairs, like having an idea to start a mission trip to Panama.

Run with it, we all have indirect effects on people. I pray we are humbled by that, and to know God knows.

And that's all that matters in the end. Be the subtle impact

The Finer Details

Details .... Details ....

Just got back from Japan. Where details are important a way of life. Japanese pay attention to every little detail. They do everything with precision, so fast, so efficient.

It got me, thinking about details. We need details to accomplish many things. We need to gather information, or experiences from the details. So that we can have a better understanding. We have shortcomings in our lives, certain strongholds that we allow to build.

For instance, what in your life is something you struggle with? Most times, we pay less attention to details with the things, we struggle with. If we, were willing to search those details. Take it by the horn. We would be much better off.

Everyone has need for finer details to something, it can be small or big. But details are needed to learn more, release us, from bad habits. Details, are always needed for many things.

Like the Japanese lets focus on the details, in our lives. So they we, too can learn and move on.

Japan: Self - Reflection

On my way to fully completely my second trip to Japan. Over the past week I have learned a lot by just observing.

First, Japanese people in nature are quiet. While in Japan, I had the great pleasure of trying to figure out the Tokyo metro/subway/ transportation system. Through all that I have realized how quiet the Japanese culture is. If you take a subway anywhere, in Tokyo its quiet, you can hear a pen drop. You can see their heads move side to side. Their eyes focused, their lips closed. No sound, just the subway. It was quite peaceful and a great way to fall asleep on the train. My week of being surrounded by silence, has reminded me, once again that silence, truly is golden. Silence is a lot more productive then, we realize.

Second, Japanese people are very helpful, they even go out of their way to help. Again, the subway system can be daunting, but on many occasion. I would have a local come up to me, and ask me, if I needed help. Some would walk me, to the station to make sure I got it right, others would walk me through it. Regardless, I was a stranger to them, who spoke very little Japanese, yet they help. They go out of their way to help. They would even, try to do it, in English. There is something to learn from this. Help strangers, and do it with a cheerful heart, something we can all take away from.

Lastly, Japan is a unique country. The culture is, like no other, the people quiet and graceful. The food is good and can lean towards the obscure, some good, some bad. But like any other place in the world, its the people who make it, what it is...

I did most of my reflecting on the subway, from place to place. Also on the 19th floor of the hostel I'm staying at, over looking the skyline of Tokyo.

Simple lessons, yet powerful reminders.... in the land of the rising sun.

At A Loss For Words

As I stare at the skyline of Tokyo, Japan. I'm at a loss of words. Its overwhelming. Words are used to communicate, to express many emotions, desires. But how do we, respond when your at a loss for words?

Back to the skyline, I see all the lights of all the buildings. The night allows the skyline to be even more jaw dropping. In life we have moments, events that leave us, at a loss for words. I'll be the first to tell you, it's ok. That it is good, often times we don't have a lot of loss for words moments.

As I stare and marvel at the skyline of Tokyo. I could try to use words and explain what I'm seeing. But having no words does more justice to the skyline then, what words would do.

The skyline reminds me of the loss of words I have for the love Jesus gives. All that he is, it baffles the mind. I'm reminded of how blessed I am. Humbled, once again.

At a loss for words ....

And the funny thing is, it's ok ....

Impact Is A Two Way Street

A couple of weeks I was given an opportunity to speak in front of a group of college/ career age students. I spoke on planting seeds. I challenged the group to take time, to contact the people who had a major impact in their lives.

I followed through with the challenge I had given. I emailed the three individuals who had a major impacted my life. As I received the emails back from them. They expressed the impact I had on them and still do. It was really humbling to read that. It never occurred to me, that I made an impact in their lives.

Frankly, they poured into me, all the time. I never did anything, or so I thought. Both parties were impacted by each other. The giver and the receiver, both learn from each other. As I reread the emails, I couldn't help, but smile.

Now that I have been in position of the giver. I have been impacted by the receiver, on many occasions.

So thankful, for the blessings of impact.


I now see that, impact is a two way street.

Thank God For The Beatles

I'm a huge fan of the Beatles, easily my favorite band of all time. Bob Dylan in a very close second. I was introduced to the Beatles when I was 13. I remember it, so well, I was in Monterrey, Mexico. My mom bought my Dad the 1 CD for his birthday. He was listening to it, in the car. From that point on, I was hooked.

I started to research the Beatles. I listened to all their music that I could find. I became a huge fan, admirer, of their work. As I continued my quest of knowledge of the Beatles. I saw a trend in their work. The Beatles started out, as the "mop tops" that girls would faint over. But as they got more popular and older they gradually moved from entertainers to artist. They started to smoke, got involved in the politics of the time.

The latter is what I was attracted too. I was curious about the "hippiness" of the Beatles. I want to know, why, when, and where. I started to question, just like the Beatles. I thought more, I sought after literature of all sorts. It led me, in a path, that would ultimately lead me to confusion.

However, after that phase. I realized, how grateful I was for the confusion. It led me, to a life that I live now. Its not the main cog, behind the turn around. But through, that phase. I questioned things, I went through many valleys.

This point in my life shaped me, for the future. I had to hit rock bottom. I was floating around and taking what I got. I was just there, stagnant. I didn't think for myself. I wanted to emulate the thinking patterns of the Beatles. I tried and failed miserably, but it led me to a greater purpose. I embarked on, a journey that, I thought I had taken. But I took the scenic route for a time. The questioning, is what got the wheels spinning. I challenged many things, thought for myself, sought after advice.

With love from many amazing Godly people. I knew God had a plan for me. But I really, believe without the questioning. I would have never, been able to be so broken, to realize my inadequacies in my life.

The Beatles were not the catalyst that brought me, back to Christ. But it got me, looking for answers. I know, I'm loved and my duty on earth. But in many ways, I'm stilling looking like the Beatles did... except I go to a different source.

What's your stage?

Every Christian has an opportunity to present the Gospel.

We all have our own stage. Some of us, its at work, church, or a coffee shop. The stage is used to feature the main attraction Jesus! What is so exciting is, to think of all the different stages. The stage can be anywhere to present Jesus and His message.

So what is your stage? Where could, you present the Gospel? Stages can change, but the attraction does not. Jesus is the brightest of all stars. The best part is, he doesn't charge to be the star. It's free, if anything He rewards us.

Again, what's your stage. Where can you bring the best show on earth Jesus, too? We have our own daily opportunities to let His name be known.

So set that stage... Or if you have one, keep filling it up.

Capacity unlimited.

Wrong Turns

Why is it, so hard to admit when we are wrong?

This morning I was driving, with a bad cough,4 hours of sleep. I entered the parking lot. I was in a rush to class, so I started to cut through the parking lot, to get better parking. As I started toward, my preferred parking. I hear this long and loud honk. I almost hit this girl in her car. I parked, she parked next to me, she got out of the car. Without me knowing she was waiting on me, staring me down. As if I was, her boyfriend and got caught cheating on her.

I rolled my window down, and she had a couple of choice words for me. I apologized. But as I was walking to my class. I started to think, why is it hard to accept when we are wrong? Is it pride? Do we hate being wrong?

I started to look back on all my wrong doings. Imagining if, I had admitted how wrong I was, or the situation, whatever. How much heart ache, it would have saved me, all the pain, tears and frustrations.

Is it just me, or doesn't life become a little easier when we admit our wrongs? Wouldn't we be able to avoid so many, unnecessary painful stuff?

My almost car wreck got me, think about this. I may not be able to re- write the past. But I can control my response to when I know I'm wrong and just fess up. Be completely honest about it, move on and learn from it.

And, oh yeah, be a more alert driver...

The World Cup: Where Things Collide

The World Cup! Is upon us, I can't wait to sit down and watch the energy of the nation of South Africa. Especially the fans in the stadium.

Every four years the world, turns their heads to soccer. But what is even more interesting to watch are the cultures, languages, and countries that collide. For example the inauguration game between Mexico and South Africa. Two complete different countries playing for millions of people. One country is the host, while the other is an underdog entering the world cup

U.S. and England allies clash in their first games.

This is what makes the world cup unique, its brings the world together for one thing. The fans are passionate and the soccer players are playing for the country on the front of their jersey. There will be goals, flags, red cards, penalty shots, and my favorite fans with war paint on their face.

The world will watch for a month the greatest sporting event in the world. Many things will collide and it will be a memorable and beautiful collision.

All In The Family

As the circle started to form, a circle of chairs. One by one each student talked about their experience, background with the language better know as spanish.

Everyone went around and expressed their desire to further their knowledge of spanish. With the majority of the class hispanic, we expressed how we wanted to carry on the language, when we start our own family. That taking the class was beyond just honing in on the language, but preserving the culture we came from.

It got me thinking, what are customs, traditions, that we want to carry on to our family? Or if you have a family, how has your family's background, effected the way your family runs.

So I started to think, what will I carry on to my family? Culture is very important, to everyone, we all come from different backgrounds. I know spanish is very important to me, that I would love that my kids know more than one language. There are plenty of other things, I can't think of them, right now.

But I know that in time, the culture my parents have exposed me to, has effected me. Culture is very powerful, very unique.

So back, to my class. I was looking around the room at all the different faces. We may look similar, speak the same language. But we all come different roads and want to keep it all in the family. So that, we can carry on a culture that is very special to us.

Words VS. Actions

Words and actions are two very powerful forces that humans posses.

But which one is more effective, stronger? Are they on the same level?

There are plenty of polarizing figures who have been full of words and actions. There are a plethora of people ordinary and famous who have displayed these two forces at work, for good and bad.

You have people who have good rhetoric, they just have a way with words. But in the action department they are lacking, afraid to move. They love to move the lips, may have great tactics when debating a point. Also they may have pretty good writing skills.

Then you got people who are all about actions. Some may be very timid and soft spoken, but their actions speak louder. They love to be useful in anyway possible way. Usually, they will listen and not dominate the conversation.

Those are my perceptions on people who display actions and words. People tend to lean one way, or the other. The point I'm trying to get to is that I see a lot people, who excel in words, have great knowledge, yet are scared to be active. Then the other side you have people, who move, move, but never take time to gain knowledge, sit down and absorb things. My perceptions maybe wrong.

But as I think out loud. I see some of the most humble, yet eloquent people have a healthy medium between the two. These people were, are of great intelligence, know what to do, and have a huge heart.

Do the two forces go hand in hand?
Chime in, if you like.

Patience Pays Off

Patience is hard, really hard. To wait for something, someone and never know when it may come. That's against human nature.

When I think of examples of patience of greater magnitude. I think of Nelson Mandela, Martin Luther King, Jr and Paul. Their are other great examples, but those three stick out to me.

All three had to suffer great persecution spent a lot of time in jail. But these guys were mere men. They stood up, for they believed in and it came true. But they had to show patience. I'm sure they had their bad days. But they knew that patience pays off.

MLK never saw his dream come to fruition. But deep down inside, I think he knew his life would be taken for the dream he was patience for. Paul died, in the name of Jesus, but has inspired so many to leave the comforts of their home, to share the Gospel, even if that means death. Nelson Mandela is still alive and has seen change in South Africa, even though there's still a lot of work to be done.

Those examples of patience inspire me to be patient. All three displayed patience, but what makes it even more powerful was their selflessness. They had dreams they were waiting for, but with those dreams didn't just effect them, it effected the whole world. They were patient for others, and their dreams. Because of their patience, people are able to experience their dreams.

I'm sure they had their own individual dreams. But they had bigger dreams. As I examine my own patience. I have a lot of work, to do. I must be patient for the ending of my college career, when I will met the one, or when I move to the next chapter of my life. It will take patience, but I now realize. That all the desires I'm waiting for, God will provide. I'm starting to practice patience on something bigger than my own desires.

Patience pays off, it comes with a price. The investment is worth it.
History is on our side.

Accountability

Accountability .....

We either run from it, or avoid it at all cost. It requires us, to shed our facade, to be broken and completely transparent with someone else. Accountability its necessary.

Accountability allows us, to see the power of God through people. It shows us, that people care deeply about us. They will listen, and love us regardless of the sin. That they are willing to stand in the gap for us, walk in the dark places we enter.

We can't do it alone. On Tuesday I will embark on a journey of accountability with 10 career and college age men. As I told these guys what we will be doing, some stood in horror, while others look ready to open up.

In many ways, accountability comes with maturity. A yearning to to get near to God. A realization of the constant battle between good and evil. Accountability is imperative.

For me personally, it has been a life saver. Without opening up, to people I wouldn't be where I am right now. I would be alive, but I would be surround with so much doubt and anger.

So, now to ask the question. Do you have accountability in your life?

If not, what are you waiting for?

Go and be broken, it will change your life.

Think You Got It Bad

The other day I was wallowing in my own self pity. Formulating a me against the world mentality, or better yet asking, why me?

So I turned on the T.V. to distract my mind. As I was flipping through the channels I came across a documentary about South Africa. I started to watch and automatically became humbled about my suppose demise. I started realize, that often times people want attention when they feel bad, cheated. But sometimes, its a cry for help, a cry for attention. The documentary was over the alerting rate of rape in South Africa. Now that is real!

Its funny how, people who have the blessings of a fruitful life, find room to complain, and have pity parties. I know, that I'm guilty of this. I've seen my share of tragic things, kids with no home, Brazilians living in the slums dodging bullets, or the homeless guy downtown. Yet I find time and energy to complain and wallow over my problems.

I've felt very convicted by this to see and embrace my blessings. But to realize that hope can be produced from any situation. That I have a lot to be thankful for, there's a lot of people who have real problems. I'm blessed to not have, but those people who stand against the afflictions. Their inspirational.

I'm humbled once again, by stories and faces I may never meet.

Creativity

Imagine if you, could be creative like Andy Warhol, Bob Dylan that you and creativity are synonymous.

I have wondered for some time how to be creative in a way, that matters. Creative not just for me, but for others.

Being a christian calls for major creativity in every aspect. Pastors must be creative, so that are able to keep the attention of the congregation, or get it. Youth pastors must find a way to preach the gospel to teenagers, from different backgrounds and ages, they must find a way to make it fun. Missionaries must find a way to, help people in dire need food, water, or health. It takes a lot of thinking and prayer.

But for every creative thought needed. The Holy Spirit provides a wave of creativity. Like anything else, creativity takes work! Its really mind of over matter. We must think of new creative ways to glorify God. New ways, to reach the far ends of the world.

So now, comes the challenge. How can we be creative? How can we muster another thoughts to, think of something worth wild, unique. We all want to be creative towards something, but for what?

Think long and hard, it will come. Just like a Bob Dylan song, the answer is blowing in the wind .....

Sometimes, I think He wants, us to work and think hard about it. When it comes, its all that more satisfying...

Put your thinking caps on.

Learning From Kids

This summer I will be working with kids. Kids that are much younger than me. I look forward to this brave new world for me. I have worked with kids on occasion, but never on a daily basis. Part of me, sees my patience being tested. But I know that I'm going to learn a lot.

Kids have a way to show adults that life doesn't have to be so difficult. Kids are care free, they smile and love snacks. To be honest, their energy is contagious. I know this summer I will learn a lot from the kids. Sure I will show them a thing or two, but I know I will walk away with more.

Which comes to my point. Often times, we think we learn from complex, sophisticated things. But what about the simple things of life? Simplicity is a great teacher, if anything a reminder. The kids that I will be teaching, think in a simple way. That's not to discount their intelligence, but they see life in a different light. A light that, can be very humbling.

As I begin to pour into these kids. Without them knowing they will be pouring into me. I seen it, many times. Every time that I have worked with kids. I learned a lot. I know this I will learn even more.

The teacher being taught.

One Door Closes, Another Opens

April 26, 2010 what would seem like a normal Monday. Will be a Monday of reflection, and seeing opportunity on the horizon. A Monday that will challenge people to practice, what they have learned. A Monday to see one door close, while another opens.

For the past 3 years I've gone downtown to feed the homeless. What started as, a simple, heart felt endeavor, became a weekly reminder too many of a huge need. A way to quench their thirst of wanting to serve, to meet the homeless where they call home. A bridge, with trash out numbering the people, the occasional stray dog. The random noises of downtown, the bail bonds that surround the bridge, and the diverse group of people who sleep down there.

That bridge became our mission field. What started out as feeding and encouraging on a weekly basis became, well, more than a weekly basis commitment. Investment was required and for many of us, it was a first.

I'm not mad, or disappointed about the ending of serving the homeless. The need is still there, but what started out as 5 people, is now 30 plus. 30 plus people who love to serve people in dire need. 30 people who now see homeless people as, fellow human beings. All of us, have allowed Jesus to stir something within us. It's different for all of us, but the motivation is what remains the constant.

I'm excited for what is in store for all of us. I know what has been learned, will truly be the blessing of someone else. Personally,I've learned a lot, lessons I will keep forever. The three things, I've learned in my 3 year stint.

1.Passion and obedience are hand in hand.

2.Investing in people, requires humility.

3.Good can come from anybody, even a homeless drunk person.

As I type this, I can't help but smile. I see all that God has done and it was good. But he's not done yet, for the whole group. We will be serving in different ways now, but the fire is there and brighter than ever. We are just changing the venue. We will be reaching more people, with what we have learned. Smile.

One door closes, another opens.
God is good!

One Day At A Time

One day at a time.

I tell myself ....

Worried about yesterday

I can't replace what is ...

I can only take it

One day at a time

I know I've missed a lot

But I know my days

Will reveal much too me.

One day I feel happy and

excited about the future.

Some days mad, angry and

dawn on how bleak I think

things are .....

One day, One day at a time

That's all I can see...

I must embrace today.

For I may not be tomorrow.

So I tell myself one day,

one day, as one ends

another comes ...

One day, One day

at a time ....

Unreal: The Good and Bad

The bad

It's unreal the amount of people who go to sleep on an empty stomach.

Unreal: The suicide bomber who runs into a building and blast himself into oblivion.

Unreal: The single mom fighting to support two kids.

Unreal: All the kids who sleep outside, exposed to violence, death, and drugs things kids should not know about.

Unreal: The disdain people show to each other, because of .......

Unreal: The solider who served in Iraq comes back to his country with only two limbs.

Unreal: Of all the stories we hear of young women being raped.

Unreal Of all the kids who are bullied by others, so much so, they kill themselves.

Unreal: The amount of homeless people we pass up everyday

Unreal: All the kids in Africa that have AIDS.

Unreal: All the kids across the Mexican border who live in poverty are only miles away from the richest nation in the world.

There are a lot of unreal things that are bad, heart wrenching, and simply avoidable. In my life, I have seen unreal things. I have seen people pushed to the limit. I have seen people cry, starve, because no one cared. But for every unreal situation, there is unreal love, compassion, and understanding.

The good

The unreal love displayed on the cross, so that we may live a new life. So that, we may not drown and die in our sin. That our afflictions would not scar us forever. That we would be able to share this same love, compassion, and understanding.

Unreal: The love our parents show us.

Unreal: The thousands of unsung heroes who help those in dire need.

Unreal: The teachers who motivate kids to pass school so, they too can be educated for the future.

Unreal: The amount of people willing to donate clothes, food to the less fortunate.

Unreal: The people week in and week out serve their community in a way that is not headlined to the masses.

Unreal: The love that is shown to complete strangers.

Unreal: The patience and love shown to those who help kids/adults with special needs.

Unreal: All the organizations and ministries that help the poor, disabled, and their communities.

Unreal: The Love of Our Savior

Unreal, unreal ......

Our world is full of unreal acts. We all see the good and the bad. Its our jobs to respond, in a way that benefits both parties. We have the capability to do a lot unreal things that could be earth- shattering. Are you in? Lets be unreal and change the world.

Jesus was unreal, his love, mercy and grace is still unreal.
Let us, follow His example until the very end.

By Faith

By Faith .... think about it..... what can be accomplished by faith.

Hebrews 11:6 - And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him. It's hard to display faith on a daily basis, we allow so many different elements waver our faith. What is it, about faith that makes it hard? Faith is the cornerstone of our relationship with Christ. Faith is a prime example of being bold and humbling ourselves to be ok, with not having control or not knowing the outcome. That's faith.

Hebrews 11:1 - Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. This is the definition of faith. Faith is about not seeing, what is coming around the corner. But knowing God will provide, that faith does have a price. Faith is essential to our growth in Christ. It allows us, to learn more about ourselves and what we must work on.

I like to see faith as a meter. It can be low or high. My faith has grown over the last few months. I've allowed God to take control. But I've been stripped of things I love. For the sole purpose of learning to earnestly seek Him always.

My prayer, is that you don't have to be completely stripped of everything to realize your lack of faith. Everyday, we put our faith into our cars, elevators, and other mundane daily things of life. It's funny how I can wake up, still be half asleep and trust my car will get me to point A to B. But I can't allow God to rescue me, from a stronghold in my life. Ironic?

Faith comes at a price, but the rewards of faith outweigh the price. I pray you can meditate on this chapter and see the sheer power of faith. Faith does not go in vain. God has a plan. We may not know it, but we must keep the faith.

By faith ..... what will you do for His kingdom?

The Simplicity Project

Simplicity is a word that has been running through my head lately. I have really been convicted by the luxuries I'm able to experience. But simplicity, still comes to mind.

I'm beginning to realize that, simplicity lies in the the intent. Simplicity can easily become a fad, flavor of the week thing. Simplicity runs deeper then some fad, its about look within yourself to the very depths. Asking do I really need this? Have I become, what I buy? Sure people ask those questions, but why do they ask those questions?

What is the reason?

I see myself as a project of simplicity, as I grow more mature in walk with Christ. I start to let go of things like video games, eating out every day, going on a shoe shopping spree. Sure, those are materialistic things, but can't we even get more simplistic? Think about it, if your neighbor has a lawn mower use his, instead of buying one for yourself. Better yet, have two lawn mowers for the whole street. People sharing, and coming together as a community. In a perfect world, I know. But simplicity is very attainable.

Buy why is it, so hard?

Think about it, do we really need that coffee every day? Or indulging our taste buds with expensive food, when we have food at home. How much clothes is hanging in your closet that you don't use, or even know you have?

Simplicity is hard and takes time, growth.I'm not saying to rid yourself, of everything, but they are things we have, consume, that we don't need. Its about finding that healthy medium in the craziness of life. But above all its about the life Jesus led. Jesus was a man of simple taste. Emulating that simple taste is the tricky and finding time to indulge ourselves in a good way is even harder. What Christ stood for was not complex, but in the very essence simple, he has simplicity written all over him. Love your neighbor, don't lean on your own understanding, cloth the poor, feed the hungry, pick your brother up when he is down.The world makes the ways of Jesus seem complex.

We all are projects of simplicity. How far along are you?

My Mathematical Equation

I have expressed this many times in my blog, that I really suck at math. That might be an understatement to my suckness in math. Math has been a demon in my life. Sure, math sounds so harmless to most. But it really has been my demon, but as I got older. I have allowed it to become a stronghold of negativity in my life.

When math is involved all my insecurities come out, my fear of failure and that I will not amount to anything. I have had this mathematical equation in my life for far too long. I've allowed it to feed off my failures, laziness, and lack of focus.

I have a learning disability in math. I learn differently than others. I don't grasp the information as fast. But I've allowed my learning disability become an excuse to not put my full effort forward. All these years, I have approach math with a horrible attitude. I may not like math, but I got to pass to move on.

Move on with my academic career, spiritual journey, and just life in general. I've allowed my fear of math to hit critical mass. I now must do something about it. There is no tomorrow, there is no next time. I need to figure out this mathematical equation, over the last few months I finally let God take over. God is the king of math, he knows any equation life throws at us, no matter how complex, or daunting.

My problem with math lies not in my learning disability, but my unwillingness to take the necessary steps to pass math. I've always tried to find the easy way out. But thanks to, friends who won't let fail and God who loves me regardless. I see the light at the end of the tunnel. Even if I don't succeed in math this semester. I now know what is required to pass. This life long battle of math, is slowly, but surely coming to an end.

It took me 22 years to realize all this.
I'm a slow learner.

Hindsight: Don't Look Back

Imagine, for every time we dwell in the past, we would turn to salt. I imagine, that there would be a lot of salt everywhere. Our past are full of great moments and bad moments. But it seems, that the bad moments seem to have a hold on our lives. Why is it, so hard to shake off the past?

Don't shake off the good memories. But at times, is seems we do. The bad memories are a common occurrence in the mind. We allow them to occupy our thought process. The word hindsight, comes to mind. Hindsight is always 20/20 we always understand after the fact. However, its out choice to learn and move on. If we still dwell, it doesn't give us a sense of closure or peace.

Think of it, like a paper. Every paper has a conclusion, a retrospect section, which is usually at the end. In the conclusion, the writer is allowed to give his/her opinion on the what they are writing about. After the conclusion is written, nothing more is said on the paper. In many ways, bad memories should be treated this way. There's a conclusion, and reflective part and then nothing is said. I'm not saying, to not reflect on the past in a good way to learn. But don't reflect in a negative way a way, in which damage is done.

The past is a tricky thing, there's nothing we can do, to undo the past. We can learn, realize the lesson and move on. We could be living in the past our whole lives, by dwelling of all the bad that had transpired in out past.

Hindsight is 20/20 always will be.
Don't let the past dictate your life.

The Simplicity And Power Of Soccer

Its amazing how we, get caught up with the loud, elaborate things of life. I've come to find out that the simpler things of life are really more effective, then the loud things of life.

Soccer, for instance is simple. No matter the continent soccer is huge. All you need is a ball and yourself. Kicking is also required to make soccer happen. To some, soccer may seem stupid. But to nations its the sole reason,of bringing a nation to peace, reconciliation. Regardless, of the state of the country. People still play soccer, nations hopes and dreams lie in soccer. How can a ball have some much effect?

Soccer is the world's most popular sport. I've been to several countries and have seen, soccer bring a smile to people of poverty, war torn nations. They play with passion and get lost in the moment of soccer. As the World Cup approaches closer, it will be interesting to see how the 32 countries fans will respond. The whole world will be watching.

South Africa the host country will be on the world stage,for something positive. Soccer is a sport that does not hate, care about creed, or color. Soccer is for all, for those who are poor and have nothing, to those who have it all. Soccer is something that the world has in common. The passion the drive, to see a goal, to see that slide tackle, don't forget the OLE! OLE! OLE! chants.

Soccer is simple, yet very powerful. It gets kids off the streets, it brings people of different races to enjoy a common pastime. That's powerful! Soccer is simple. Soccer is a resource we can use for the betterment of the world. Soccer is an outlet for good.

I look forward to the World Cup as a fan and as a inhabitant of the world. That for a couple of weeks the world will be sharing something in common, something simple.

Not Enough

Often times, I found myself doing too much, trying to do it all on my own. As a Christian we are wired,to only know and do so much. At times, this can be very frustrating, it can put, us on the edge. As humans, we want control of everything, we yearn to control everything. Yet, when we feel we have control. It really means, we have lost our way. We really have no sense of direction.

But when we hit the bottom. When are most weak and vulnerable. It is, only a reminder of why we are who we are, and why God is God. God is enough and we are not. Yet, regardless of belief we all are limited. We can't lift, mountains, feed 5,000 people with 5 loaves of bread, we surely can't walk on water. But He did.

When I'm at my weakest means. I'm at my strongest, for He is enough. Once, we really begin to see and believe that whole- heatedly that He is enough. We will begin to realize, our full potential in Him.

Squatter Camp Reality

The reality is that 1 billion people live in, on, near garbage, rusty tin mental, or have no home at all. The reality is that, not only do 1 billion people not have formal housing. But they don't have food, clean water, and group of people who love them.

For one night. I will be homeless. I will be sleeping underneath cardboard. I will purposely, not bring a sufficient amount of clothing or blankets to cover me up. I want to get only a mere glimpse of what it feels like. Billions live this way. Sure there are different levels, but the need is still out there. Regardless, whether its in a South Africa squatter camp, or in the slums of Brazil, to the hundreds of homeless people who sleep underneath a bridge all around the U.S.

That's reality, it is our job to step up, and try our darnest to change that. Every person, regardless of background,or belief has the right to basic human resources like water, housing, and food.

There are plenty without .....

What will you do about it?
Will we let reality stay the same?
Or will we step up and make a change?

Just look around you. There are plenty of places of need. But it all starts with the heart.

Heat Of The Moment

A teenage girl catch up in her vanity and pressured to not eat. She wants to be thin, not fat. Overwhelmed by her own world inspired ambitions. She is unhappy, she will never be pretty. She thinks life is no longer worth living .... heat of the moment. Her parents find her all bloodied up, with a knife in her hand.

Teenage boy wants to fit in, to be accepted. Grabs the joint and smokes, coughs and hates the taste, smell. But continues on .... heat of the moment. That one puff and the peer pressure leads to an addiction of substances and acceptance of his peers.

Married man, loving husband and father. Has a ruff day at work. Decides to get a drink, to get away from it all. One drink leads to another and another. He's unable to walk straight, talks with a slur and has a heavy aroma of alcohol all around him. Gets in the car and loses control. He crashes right into a car ..... heat of the moment. The final verdict is manslaughter he's responsible for ending some one's life. Jail time and a lifetime away from his family.

Newlywed woman, married a good man. But he works all the time. He's never home to eat dinner with her. She meets a guy. She starts to flirt with him. One thing leads to another, she doesn't want to feel lonely anymore. She's enticed by the thrill. She succumbs to her carnal desires. She invites him, over one time ..... heat of the moment. Thinking her husband is working late. But he's coming home to surprise her. Resulting in, him catching her in the act. The marriage ends in divorce. Depression is lurking.

Those are many scenarios that happen on a daily basis. We all get caught up in the heat of the moment. We get excited, afraid, we begin to act out rashly. Not thinking of the consequences for our actions. Satan uses everything he can, to derail us. To give us, a sense of hopelessness, anger, pride. The list goes on, and so do the moments.

In which, we can take command and not act out rashly. To rely on God, and not our own understanding. So next time, your in the heat of the moment. Think.

Pause, pray, and seek Him.

The Waiting Game And The Love, We Already Have

All you need is love, right?

For those who will feel lonely,sad,depressed and many more emotions. Your time will come. Your time has come. Jimi Hendrix said it best " Bold as love" Love is bold.

Though I'm single and have been my whole life. I use to feel alone come February 14 but I started to realize all the love around me. The love from my friends, family, and most importantly, my Savior Jesus.

He died on the cross for me, for us, that's love, that's bold! Valentine's day is a celebration of two individuals who are committed to each other. Who are madly, truly, and deeply in love. That's definitely, something to celebrate.

But for those who are single, struggling to find that love. You have it, its been given to you, its free. I know how special a relationship can be with that girl or boy. But look beyond what you don't have. Look and cherish what you do have.

Our time will come. When we meet that special someone. But until then, be patience, be thankful. We have a lot of love around us. Its matter of sitting down and realizing it.

When your time comes and you meet that person. The wait will stop. But remember His love.

Until then, cherish His love and the waiting game.

The Struggle

The struggle .....

What are you struggle with?

How long has the struggle been?

What changes must be made?

Whatever the struggle He is always there. No matter how bad you think it is. He still loves you. He's stretching his hand out. All you have to do, is extend yours.

Lord help me in my struggles. For I am weak and insufficient to help myself.

He knows .... He just wants to help

But will you let Him?

The struggle .....

Victims Of Go

Go! A word that has taken on new meaning to me. In the last couple of days. The word Go has been floating around in my brain. What do I mean by Go. I mean going out of your comfort zone. Going out and helping someone in need (rich or poor). Going out of your way to sacrifice your time, money, your heart. Go can be described as going. Going to another part of the world, going to the feed the homeless.

Going so that God may be glorified through your going. But have you ever thought that we are victims of Go (going) people who have gone out of their way to love us. People who just walked a few steps to shake our hand.

Going is much more than just going thousands of miles away. The most difficult part of going, may be just taking a few steps.

I remmber, when I was 15. I had no self confidence in myself. I felt unloved, that no one cared about me. I was going through the motions. I was so confused about what, who I was.

Then my youth pastor took a few steps. She knew I was sitting over in the corner of the room all alone, depressed. She came by and said hi. I knew her name, but never had engaged in conversation with her. I knew her son was the same age as me. Then she asked me, how I was? That one question led to a many things. From being more involved in church, to realizing my potential. She poured into me, she showed me, what God was all about.

The underline point is ..... had she never had taken a few steps to say hi and ask how I was. Well, my story would be a lot different. She knew I was hurting, that I needed help, encouragement. We became good friends. In many ways, she got me back to church. She had a gift of getting many youth back to church. In such a pivotal point in my life. She went out.

You see we are all victims of go. Jesus took those faithful steps to the cross for us. To give us, a chance at life. On earth, we have people who go out of the their way for us. To insure, that we become of victims of go.

Inspiration Everywhere

In need of some inspiration? Just look around you. Inspiration comes in some many forms. That its hard not to be inspired.

I like to be inspired, it propels me to be better. Over the past couple of months, inspiration has been all over the place. Starting with ......

The young man who has a family of 3 and picks up trash for a living.His family pushes him to be a better person. He's currently enrolling in school. His determination inspires me.

12 indivduals who left for South Africa. Allowing God to wreck their lives forever. One of the 12 stayed behind, another source of inspiration. His obedience inspires me.

The pastor of 15 years. Seeing him cry on stage, to becoming a better leader, father, and husband. His growth inspires me.

To my father, who tirelessly studies the word. His yearning to study inspires me.

The homeless man who is stuck on the streets, in the cold. Without food, water, or shelter. Regardless, he's able to produce a smile of hope. His smile inspires me.

I have so many more stories. Inspiration is everywhere. If you need a direction to start with, just look up.

Look around inspiration is lingering waiting to be seen.
Be inspired.

Help!

I love to help people a lot. I go out of my way to help people. However, I do go out of way to avoid asking people for help. I don't want to inconvenience anyone. I put a barrier around myself. I begin to seclude myself, and think no one will help me. But I simply need to ask. This has been something that I have had a hard time with.

Especially, when I know I need help. Not to mention all the people who have said, that they are willing to help. It's just so difficult for me, to ask for help. The irony of the helper afraid to ask for help. So while I was thinking about how I can improve this. I started to sing the lyrics to Help! by the Beatles, most of us know the song. But the lyrics ring true to me and my situation and attitude towards the whole thing.

Help! by The Beatles


Help, I need somebody,
Help, not just anybody,
Help, you know I need someone, help.

When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured,
Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me?

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways,
My independence seems to vanish in the haze.
But every now and then I feel so insecure,
I know that I just need you like I've never done before.

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me.

When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured,
Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me, help me, help me, oh.

As I looked at the lyrics to this song. I realize I need to ask for help more. I have to go out of my way, to get help. I been humbled, by this is lesson that I'm learning. It will definitely be a process. But I'm willing to ask for help, no matter what my mind is telling me. Its imperative, that I get this down. In the future, this will come in handy. I know I will be asking for help for the rest of my life.

I better get use to it.

HELP!!!!!!!!!!!

Haiti And My Place In The World

There I was sitting in my economics class learning about opportunity cost, comparative advantage, and all the fancy economic jargon you can think of, my mind was on the Haitians. The last thing Haiti needed was a earthquake, especially in their capital city Port - Au -Prince. As I started watching the coverage. All I could do is look on in sadness, the sheer chaos, the dead bodies.

I wanted to be there to shovel the rubble, to help the those who are seeking food. I much rather be in Haiti then in my economics class. But as soon as I thought that. I stopped myself, to recollect my thoughts.

For those who know me. I love helping people, especially those in dire need. I would love to help the people of Haiti. But its not my time, or place. What do I mean? Well, if it were up to me. I would be helping people all the time. But God has something else in mind. Currently, I'm in school and almost everyday. I think to myself, and ask, why am I in this class?!! I could be somewhere around the world help those in need. I would feel much more productive doing that.

But as I was humbled from my "I'm going to the change the world mentality" I'm finally beginning to see the reason for going to school. Education will allow me, to help the least of these even more. It will open doors, that I would have never thought of. The whole process of me, going to school is simply preparation. God in is all surpass wisdom, knows I'm not ready, equipped, for what he has for me.

Its a sobering reminder that God changes, not you or me. When I finish school I will mostly likely be in a different country helping the poor. I know the job will be difficult and at times I will want to quit. I will want to move back.

But as much as, I would love to go to Haiti and help. God is molding me, for another place in great need. When my number is called I will be ready, not completely, but much closer than right now.

My place in the world currently resides in the U.S.
Until further notice.

When Anticipation Becomes Reality

A 25 year old, single male waits to embark on a new journey to South Africa

A bride walks slowly in tears. Waited 6 years to say I do.

A married couple waits for their newborn baby. The wait continues, until March.

A church of 1000 members waits for the arrival of a new building.

We are, or will have anticipation for something, or someone. But when it, becomes a reality. That's when the magic happens. Over the last year. I have been able to see people's anticipation become a reality. Whether their newlyweds, expecting parents, or a missionary. The wait is what develops the character. We are never, fully prepared for what we are anticipating. Patience and understanding, are essential ingredients to this whole process.

We have different anticipations. Anticipations can also be negative. But let's focus on the positive. Its been amazing to see the different reactions when, it all becomes reality. The tears, the smiles, and all the energy surrounding the whole situation. It truly has been fun to watch. Anticipation is a process, but its not always a long process. Matter of fact the switch to anticipation to reality can happen in a matter of hours, minutes, or seconds.

One thing that stood out to me. Is the different ways, each individual handled the whole process. They became more focused, a lot more secure with who they are. The process helped them mature, to understand what the reality may be like.

But when the anticipation became reality. All of them were very pleased. Once the reality starts, it does not end the journey of anticipation. Once anticipation becomes reality, we set our sights to something else.

We will always have anticipation among us.

I have anticipated many things. We wait for those milestone moments like marriage, sport events, seeing family, or traveling to a foreign country. Whatever it is, anticipation is a great teacher.

Anticipation effects everyone. What are you anticipating? When its becomes a reality, how will you respond?

Super Bowl Pick

Here's how I see the NFL playoffs panning out.




NFC Round 1

Packers @ Cardinals- The Cards went to the super bowl last year and almost won. The Packers are a sleeper team that can make a lot of noise. I believe the Cards are starting to fall apart. The Packers are pretty balanced and Aaron Rodgers will play well against a banged up secondary. Packers win

Eagles @ Cowboys- The Boys are making some noise and there actually, backing it up with their play. The Eagles are still a very dangerous opponent. But the Cowboys are the most balanced team in the NFC. Home field will help the Boys a great deal. Cowboys win

AFC Round 1

Jets @ Bengals- The Bengals have home field and a solid QB in Carson Palmer. But I believe the Jets will pull the upset. The Jets D and running game is lethal. However, Mark Sanchez must play mistake free football. Gulp! I think he will do enough to get his first post season victory.

Ravens @ Patriots- Tom Brady and the Pats lost Welker. This loss will prove fatal, but not against the Ravens. The Ravens are just a middle in the road team. Nothing jumps out when think the Ravens. The Pats win in a close one.

NFC Round 2

Cowboys @ Vikings- The Vikings have been slumping the last couple of games. The Boys have been riding a wave of momentum. The Cowboys D will disrupts Brett Farve and Co. Cowboys ride their wave of momentum into the NFC Championship.

Packers @ Saints- The Saints will be rested and ready to go. The Packers will give the Saints a good fight. But Saints have to many options on the offensive side of the ball. The Packers will be overwhelmed. Saints win.

AFC Round 2

Patriots @ Chargers- The Pats have been the standard in the NFL for sometime. But now the Chargers seem to be on the rise, not just now, but in the future. I see a lot of the old Patriots in the Chargers. Brady and Co will be outplayed and outmatched. Wes Welker would have been very helpful against the Chargers. Chargers win.

Jets @ Colts- The Jets beat the Colts this season. But the Colts gave up in that game. The Colts will win in a landslide. Petyon Manning will dissect the D of the Jets.

NFC Championship

Cowboys @ Saints- This game will be a dogfight. The Boys will play good D against the Saints offense. But the Saints will still score. However, the Saints D will allow points too. This game will come down to who can score more. The Saints have more firepower and will win by a touchdown or less. Saints win.

AFC Championship

Chargers @ Colts- This game will also be a dogfight. But Peyton Manning has to do everything for the Colts to win. The Chargers have many players that they can rely on. The Chargers win because they are healthier, and have more talent on both sides of the ball.

Super Bowl

Chargers vs Saints- Brew Brees former team. The team let him go, so Phillip Rivers could be the starter. Brees will have a chip on his shoulder. The Saints offense will give the Chargers D a fit. But again, the Chargers play both sides of ball at a high level. the Saints D is very suspect. The Chargers win in a exciting shootout.

San Diego Chargers Super Bowl Champions!!!

Stephen A. Smith: On Gilbert Arenas

Gilbert Arenas brings a gun to the Washington Wizards locker room. All the guy can say about the whole deal, is laugh. Well the NBA is not laughing, neither is law enforcement. But most importantly this does not help the perception of black athletes. Regardless, Arenas will lost a lot more than he realizes. Stephen A. Smith's take on the situation.

http://msn.foxsports.com/nba/story/Stephen-A-Smith-Arenas-analysis-010310