Wednesday, September 14, 2011

I'm determined


So I am becoming an adult, well at least that's what my mom says. I feel I am still a young girl. I am 24, that's young. To be honest with you I feel younger than that and I like it : )
Very soon I will start working and along with the job other responsabilities come bills to pay, a car and a house/apartment payments,  a phonebill of on my own,  food and groceries to purchase regulary... growing up...it doesn't sound too fun. Well some things do sound fun, others don't.

But, as I grow up and get a job and get busier... I am determined!
 I am determined to wear  tennis shoes( other than while working at the hospital) and shorts and keep going for long walks/runs.
I am determined to take those tennis shoes off and let the sand play with my toes and enjoy an intense v-ball game.
I am determined to ride a bicycle once in a while and go throught the mountains, through the city, through life.
I am determined to go camping, hiking, and all the *ing* sports and outdoor activities that make life happier and bring people together.
I am determined to organize, attend and create events where lots of young people can gathered together just to hang out, laugh, cry or share a spiritual thought or idea.
I am determined to hug an elderly person, to kiss a child's cheek, to dance in the rain.
I am determined to stop to smell the flowers, to contemplate a sunrise, to kiss heaven.
I am determined to let the little girl inside of me get super excited for things that make me happy and share my happiness with others and jump and jump high whenever the joy inside of me can't be controled.
I am determined to life long, healthy and faithfully.
I am determined!!!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Seven years ago, seven suitcases....




Today my friend Paul and I went to the airport to drop off my parents, say goodbye to them and help them with the check in process. They were going to COLOMBIA! (Oh yes! Amen) They took seven, yes sevennnnnn suitcases with them. LOL! Of course my dad was taking just one bag and his carry on, the other suitcases were mom's : ). (Wait, wait, don't think my mom took all that clothes for her, most of the suitcases were filled with gifts, tons of gifts for the family. Mom has a big heart!!!

After we said goodbye and saw them get ready to go through the security check point  I shed some tears (of course) If you know me, you know by now that I cry, I cry a lot and I actually like it. It cleanses my soul, and my heart. So...yes I cried some, but I wasn't crying because they were leaving, or because I was going to stay by "myself" (Several people have already offered to adopt me during the time my parents aren't here...How sweet of them) I cried because I was touched. I was touched because I started thinking about seven years ago when dad, mom, Caro and I came to this country with lots of hopes, lots of uncertainties, lots and different emotions and one suitcase. Our whole "life" in Colombia became one suitcase. One suitcase for Caro, one for mom, one for dad...and two for me (Oh well LOL) We sold and gave away many of the possesion we had in Colombia, our house, furniture, car, jobs, and even some relationships. Today, seven years later my parents go back to Colombia with a green card in their hands, which proves their residency to this country. They go back with fullfiled dreams, tons I mean tons of miracles experienced, testimonies and praises to share, with a happy and thankful heart and with seven suitcases that maybe represent all the blessings we undeservedly have received from God during our time in this country.

Now it is time to go back and share with others the blessings we have recieved from our Lord. Mom and dad will be having an evangelistic series/week of prayer in the city of Villavicencio. They will be spefically sharing about what God has done through us and for us here in the US.

Lord, I praise you because you have given us more than what we deserved. You have been so faithful, you have been so great. My God, my Lord in whom I trust.