Category: faith

Dreams 

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Nathan celebrating gold in his school olympics

We all dream about things we want to do and who we see ourselves around when fulfilling those dreams. Actually, most of the time we don’t even question who we would be around during those precious moments in our lives, we just assume that they will be there. Dreams keep us going. They are our goals. We strive towards them every day, wanting to make someone proud, fulfilling our own desires, or simply moving towards something different. But what do you do when your dreams are shattered? What happens when your rock is gone? When everything seizes to exist the way it should and time gets cut too short?

Aside from crying a lot, wishing time would rewind and praying every second you can- I’m not sure what else you can do. Nothing feels right and everything feels incomplete. But you take baby steps forward, because you must.

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Me & Mami 1988

And this is what I’m re-learning once again. Dreams are not abandoned. They never disappear. They must simply be tweeked due to unexpected changes. The problem is, most of the unexpected changes leave us not wanting to go on. Those dreams now seem fruitless, because the joy in them doesn’t quite feel the same.

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Mother’s Day 2016

I was recently gifted a key with the word DREAM engraved in it. My dearest sister wanted to remind me that our dreams must go on, even if everything feels broken. Our mother was our encourager, she loved watching us grow into new roles and would push us forward every time we wanted to throw in the towel.

Crossing the finish line
Seattle glass museum
We did it!

I was in Seattle this past weekend, running a race with my sister. And surprisingly, while I ran I felt great, better than any other time, even though I had ran very little since my mother went home. I had to hold back tears during the last leg of the race because I could feel my mother with me, cheering me on, telling me I could finish strong. And I did, I beat my previous time and felt full of joy. I was proud for doing something I had no desire to do. Honestly, I wanted to stay in our beautiful airbnb and have a pity party with the gloomy Seattle weather.

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Nana & Nene Fall 2016

My Mother is not gone, her presence is just different now.  And while nothing will ever be the same, things will be good, it will feel great again, perhaps not the way I thought it would; but it will. I know it. And even if I don’t believe it now, I will continue to confess it over myself, until I not only believe, but know it to be true.

XO

On Heart Break 

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Let me tell you a story…

A girl was given a carrot, a coffee bean and an egg. They were placed in boiling water and then the girl was asked what would come of them. The carrot came in strong and quickly turned soft. Unable to stay in the battle. The egg hardened, its heart filling with bitterness. The coffee bean changed its atmosphere, instead of allowing the storm to change it. It released its goodness onto the water, not losing itself.


What do you do when your heart is broken into a thousand pieces? Some seasons of our life will be extremely difficult, they will even feel unbearable. You will feel like you can’t be placed back together and perhaps this one storm will feel like the last one you’ll be able to endure. This one will break you. But don’t give in. Don’t let it change you. Don’t allow the storm to harden your heart or to soften your grip. When you feel like you can’t, He will breathe upon your life and you will receive renewed strength.

Sometimes in the midst of the storm, we can’t see the blessings. We can’t see His hand softening our fall. We can’t see how this moment, too, shall expose hope.

My heart is broken. Shattered. Today I feel lost. Words fall short. It is difficult to see the light. It feels as though someone is closing the curtains and I can’t seem to get them to stop. I could cry a river and at the same time there is nothing left because I already filled an ocean.

But I will keep confessing His goodness over me and my entire family because He is good and His promises are not empty. I will be the coffee bean because my mother was a coffee bean and she changed her atmosphere in the midst of hot waters and storms. She never allowed the storm to overtake her. In fact, she showed others how they could see the light in their storm.

So today, I will decide to actively choose joy, dig deep for it, beyond the heartache and loss. I will change my atmosphere, I will not allow the circumstance to change me.

XO