Generosity Comes From The Heart...

"If a man shuts his ears to the cry of the poor, he too will cry out and not be answered."(Proverbs 21:13)

Today was such a beautiful day inside out. The smell of rain, the cloudy skies and the sound of the rainfall was such a blessing! Not mentioning the wet boots and running from class to class with frizzy hair, and getting splashed by inconsiderate people when on the sidewalk! (I kinda had to say that to let it loose lol). Even when you are in the middle of a storm (literally) we need to gave a generous heart willing to give what we have and not fight back to it and close our eyes. It is astonishing how precisely today we were talking about how important is to be generous to people in any given circumstance, even when we have to sometimes sacrifice things in our lives. Today (as many days) I was running late to school and didn't have a chance to eat so I grabbed some PopTarts (strawberry ones because those are my favorite!) and rushed to school. As i was walking to my third class of the day (well actually speed walking because it was sprinkling and I had done my hair) I was planning on how i'd finally be able to enjoy my delicious PopTart, as I am sitting down in my usual spot in the classroom a fellow classmate saw my PopTarts! His face brighten up, (like if he was the hidden sun of the day lololol). He mentioned how he loved PopTarts, and I knew what I had to do even if I had been waiting for this desirable moment of devouring my PopTarts. I handed him my PopTarts and he was the one who devoured them for me hahaha. Sometimes we need to be willing to give what we have, not mattering what WE want. The bible clearly states how important it is to be generous to the ones in need and how we curse ourselves by closing our eyes to the needy. It is hard sometimes, and I know it because I was hungry but I decided to give what I had to someone who needed more than I did. I had heard about generosity for the longest time but sometimes it is important to be reminded on how important it is to actually practice it in our daily lives. In this season of jolliness I invite you to stop thinking about yourself and what you want, but actually think about those who are in need and learn to give with a humble heart. It is not about giving and then later regretting it because then it really does not count. I don't know what God puts in your heart to give this season it might be a strawberry PopTart or your car but whatever God puts in your heart do it, be generous and God will bless you, I pinky promise.

Shades of Pink Joy...

"May the God of hope fill you up with all joy and peace as you trust Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit"         Romans 15:13

Unexpected things happen in your life, well at least in mine ALL the time. It's normal, it's natural (I assume and hope lol). But even in the mist of my darkness season (which is frequent) I realize how the enemy is trying to steal my joy. These several past weeks I've been hearing sermons about how the Lord transforms your sorrows into dance and how it is possible to be joyful even when unexpected things occur. I was meditating on this concept and to be honest it was hard to believe it when you are living it right? I mean most of us have heard those sermons (which are totally true) but yet I did not understand them personally. I am not perfect, I make dozens of mistakes daily and I tend to cry in every situation (good or bad lol) but I think that when you are facing difficult situations where things around you seem to really go against you and people just want to step on you, IS the time to prove them wrong. My life is not perfect (even though many believe it is), I was actually told that this weekend I was like "girl, you don't have an idea on the struggles I have to face everyday but I still manage to wear my pink lipstick to look presentable!". Being joyful does not mean your life is perfect, that you don't know know what pain is, that you don't have any worries, its COMPLETELY the opposite. Its having all those things at the same time (and many more) and you are still able to be thankful and smile for the many MORE blessings God has given you. My life is not perfect like i said (not even nearly perfect) but i like to look at the bright side of things, hey I have a job, a car (the car of my dreams), my family (which is my mommy), my school, friends ect. really more than i deserve. Yes many times i cry myself to sleep because the enemy is right there in my ear whispering all the bad things that the day portrayed or the unexpected things that changed my plans BUT i still have joy in my heart because my faith is placed on Him. No matter what your situation may be, no matter if you are facing a heartbreak or if you failed your writing class, whatever it is, your blessings are BIGGER than all that. The bigger the ache your heart feels the greater the joy should be and wake up brush off all the sorrows away and apply a pink lipstick and smile with joy:)

We Are Ornaments...

"Therefore, "Come out from them and be separate", says the Lord. Touch no unclean thing, and I will receive you." 

2 Corinthians 6:17

Now that we have reached the jolly season of family time and into a Christmasy ambient I have been noticing Christmas trees all over department stores and pretty happy old songs of "Let it snow". The other day I was observing a Christmas tree at Target, it was so beautiful, full of color and decorations, all of the ornaments were coordinated all nicely but assorted in different places there were unique out of the ordinary ornaments that didn't quite fit in. I spotted a little pink ballerina with a small golden crown that sparkled so precious and it made it all look even more radiant. I see ourselves as Christmas ornaments yet we portray something unique and special that the rest don't, the presence of God. Just like the little pink ballerina that I spotted right away we should be, not be camouflaged with the rest. I believe we were born to be special and unique, we have no need to blend in with this society(which is the christmas tree) because we are not from this world, but from a celestial ground. I had been told this many times since my childhood but it never meant anything until now. Being a university student is being in a sea of sororities and non-stop profanity. Being different has helped me lead others to Christ without knowing it, (well I'm in the process of doing so too!, but thats for the next post). Dare to be different, be happy when others ask you why you don't dress a certain way, why you don't write a certain way or why you don't listen to the same music. Little things lead up to a greater impact that believe it or not is shining in the mist of the darkness, its being the pink ballerina with a golden sparkly crown ornament on the Christmas tree:) 

Hello November...

A new month has arrived, well actually three days ago but for me today seemed like the first day of November! November means so many things to me from an upcoming year in my life to giving thanks on a table eating turkey (and ham!) and pumpkin pies. All of my life November has been my favorite month but it was not until this year that I realized a deeper meaning to it. I was born on a hot November night in a far away city in Mexico, (it was hot because I was born in a beach city, Mazatlán). I always thought it was normal for another birthday to come around (since I’ve had twenty-two of them already). But another November is another opportunity to work on God’s purpose in my life. For the longest time I’ve been wasting Novembers and I’ve been living them as if I have a million left, but I don’t. I do not know how many Novembers God will give me, how many more birthdays I will have, how many more times I will have a Thanksgiving dinner around the people I love. I do not know how many Novembers I’ll have to wear boots (one of my obsessions!) or how many more pumpkin pies I’ll enjoy (gosh I’m in LOVE with them!). Or how many Novembers God will grant me to write poetry, prose and non-fiction. I do not know if on an upcoming November I will have published my own book. But what I do know that on this November (which is already beautiful!) I’ll live it like it were my last, do the things that I love, (even if I have to wear boots everyday and eat pumpkin pie every night before I sleep listening to Christmas carols) and most importantly living my life the way God intended. So I challenge you to live this November loving the ones you care about and telling them how much you love them everyday of this monthJ (hey: be creative)!

Sprinkled with love...

"...but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us."

Romans 5:8

After a busy weekend with its' ups and downs, a little bit of everything and a taste of different ice cream flavors. (or if you prefer gelato like me, then gilato;) These past few days I've noticed that our lives are similar to flavored ice-cream, some of us are wild and chocolaty and others are sweet vanilla-ly (did i just make up that word? lol) they are all yummy to our taste buds yet some are desired more than others, lets say the pistachio flavor is usually the last one that stays on our refrigerator (at least on mine). But for some reason God made different flavors for people, others might prefer pistachio with root beer and a tint of mustard seeds, well theres uncountable variations and we each prefer a different flavor, we just got to find the perfect one that we enjoy the best, the one we desire and want. What I am trying to say is that we are all unique, we have our own unique flavor that one person out there desires and craves and will die for it. And I was lucky enough to find that one person who LOVED my napolitan flavor with white chocolate chips and fresh cut strawberries and a rainfall of glitter;) He died for my flavor and he shed burgundy syrup for all of me, even if i have skinny legs and dumbo ears he loved me just the way I am (no exclusions). I do not know what your ice-cream flavor, if its rare or if its a pizza flavor with sprinkles of salt BUT there is someone who died for your flavor and craves you and He will take you as you are. If you don't know him, I can present Him to you and I know he will love your flavor. Jesus is the name and He sprinkled your life with love<3

There is always a boat...

 "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope."
                                                       Jeremiah 29:11


I admit life can be a little challenging at times, especially now when things seem so abstract and vague. It is even possible that you feel forgotten or even taken for granted for your work. I think we are in the same page because lately that is how I've felt and it really does take an effort to believe in yourself and actually believe that you are capable of doing amazing things. I don't know what talents you may have or how many languages you may dominate but during the course of my college life I've learned one thing, we are MORE than what we expect.

This semester has probably been the most exhausting semester in my entire career (well so far, sigh), Im constantly drowning with essays and short stories (that is without counting work and church responsibilities). Everything that is happening in my life has overwhelmed me to the extent that sometimes I want to quit because my diminished brain (that is sometimes drained with worry) tells me that I am not good enough, that I should probably just face the fact that I'll never get to where I want to be (as in becoming the next extraordinary dazzling charming writer&&songwriter of this era).

A professors once suggested that i should stop using vague language in my writing (that is why I probably utilized "vague" in my first sentence subconsciously, sigh). The first time my professor told me that, gosh it stabbed my inflatable pretty boat and I began to drown in sorrow (and many many many tears, sigh). It happens. As days passed and I prayed constantly trying to figure out my purpose I began to realize that maybe he was not mistaken that my language tended to become vague, so, why not perfection it to a more elaborated language that can signify more than just words.

My point is the following: You may believe you are not good enough, that others are better (because their english is more sophisticated or whatsoever) or that you simply cannot do anything right, I think those moments are the most important ones because that's when you are more vulnerable and either you break or you just build up, just like Jenga (but you don't seem to fall even when pieces are taken out from within). Those simple negative words that a professor told me one afternoon outside of my classroom were the ones that now have been supporting me incredibly. Take negativity and transform it into something much more (ooh and its not even Tuesday, hahaha sorry back to focus).

So next time you feel like things aren't heading the right direction just begin paddling even if you are going against the current and soon you will find your island, just like I will find my own. I pinky promise:)

Once upon a time...

Gone. I disappeared for a while which should not be an excuse for leaving the desires of my heart and staying stuck in a dead end. While I write this and welcome readers to experience the inexplicable I shed tears knowing that due to the fact that I left my passion for years I wasted valuable time. It is quite easy to loose time on insignificant things that later on will simply vanish. Renouncing to your dreams will ultimately affect YOU and the pain will be unbearable, trust me. I totally understand how life may distract you from your passion, but there is always a way to fit into a Cinderella shoe, even if you have to cram it in. Life is short, life is not forever and ever how society makes it seem, might as well begin our dreams NOW and not wait until you’re in a hospice wondering how your life would have been if you had completed that last research paper for your Bachelors degree or what would of happened if you had the nerves to take that physical test you needed to become a police officer. I do not know your dreams, passion, or what your desire is but what I do know is that sometimes we leave them aside yet it will haunt us forever. I am back in working on my dream of becoming an extraordinary dazzling charming writer of this era. What is yours?