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    I Love The Feast: “A Dose of Love, A Share of Life”

    I Love The Feast: “A Dose of Love, A Share of Life”: What the world needs now is love, sweet love. It’s the onlything that there’s just too little of. What the world needs now is love, sweet love. No, not just for some, but foreveryone. Those lines kept playing in my head as we drove home from the Love Life retreat where God finally answered some of my questions. I never expected to be moved this much by the retreat. But even after a few days, I am still euphoric. I realized a lot of things in my Love Life journey. I was reminded that life is short so…

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    amour vous-même

    amour vous-même, Yes, it means love yourself. Every day is so wonderful And suddenly it’s hard to breathe Now and then I get insecure From all the pain, feel so ashamed I am beautiful no matter what they say Words can’t bring me down I am beautiful in every single way Yes, words can’t bring me down, oh no So don’t you bring me down today These are the words that came into my mind right after BJ asked “What can you see when you look at the mirror?” I don’t find myself ugly though I don’t find myself as someone who has lustrous looks like a model. But I…

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    I Love The Feast: Left or Right? My will or His?

    I Love The Feast: Left or Right? My will or His?: Last Sunday’s special talk was about God’s will.  We all struggle with questions about our future. Questions like: How can I know God’s plan for my life? Is this the right job for me? Is this the person God wants me to marry? There are others as well.  Bro. Randy cited 4 types of people: the Fatalistic who relies on fate alone and exerts no effort; the Frantic who lacks trust; the Frustrated who is never contented; and the Fearful who is afraid that God will answer his prayer. Some people are reluctant to trust God completely with their lives.…

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    Life Changing

    In a world filled with changes each and everyday,  I feel like I’m judged for what I do or say. I remember back to Barbies and play days in the park When I didn’t worry about other people’s remarks. But looking in the mirror I see to my surprise, a completely different person standing deep into my eyes. The carefree little child I saw at four or five is now a MOM learning to survive….

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    Finally, I am home

    My life ambled all over the place. Meandered might be a better expression. My immaturity moved me in so many directions, some very good, and some not so. I would like to say I was searching, but that would imply purposeful pursuit. It was more like a reed shaken by the wind. However, I certainly believe that God moves in mysterious ways. I know that we heard this so many times but God is silently working on us. As the song of Mariah Carey goes, “There can be miracles when you believe” And yes, I believe in miracles! Want to know why? Let me give you a brief timeline of…

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    Vision Board

    The million dollar question is what do you want for your life? I often ask myself that question. Time is gold. Every day is an opportunity to make steps toward your dream, but are you running toward it or just sitting in one corner waiting? Talking about what you want in life is easy, making the effort to get it isn’t. If you aren’t living the life you want then what can you do to change that? Have you thought of doing something to achieve your dreams? Waiting around for something to happen is futile. Being stagnant never results in change only action will give you results. I thought I’d…

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    Ready To Take A Chance Again?

    For more than three years, I never thought of dating and love. I have done everything possible to deny myself this part of my life. I tried to entertain a few recently, but after a day or two, I will say, “I am not ready, I am not interested,” Although, I can probably attribute it to heartbreak and loss, I think the real reason is being scared. Scared to be vulnerable, scared of being hurt again. Honestly, getting my heart broken was pretty darn hard. Let’s face it, breakups aren’t easy and when a child is involved it is a whole different ball game. Obviously, my choices now as a…