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?