THE BIG V-DAY

The big V-Day is finally here!  Some love it (mostly girls), some hate it, and others are completely indifferent.  I choose to see beyond the commercial spectrum (though I love shopping) and focus to rejoice in the beauty of love.  V-Day for me is not just about my wonderful loving husband whom I willingly choose to love forever every single day, but is also about my beautiful kids who are so perfectly imperfect.  Is about my friends with whom I travel the journey called life.  Is about my parents and my siblings because they’re my family.  Is about every blessing received, every lesson learned, every moment lived.  At the end of the day V-Day for me is about God, the center of my life and whose love surpasses any and all understanding.  God is LOVE!  Go and share his love with some one else today. Happy Valentines!

He Shall Wipe Away Every Tear...

How did I send my 7yr old son to school this morning?  With a super tight hug, a very meaningful kiss and my trust in God that no matter what happens HE will always be by his side. 

I have been extremely shaken by the most recent tragedy in Connecticut which took some many innocent lives.  In questioning myself, I guess this whole ordeal has been so Déjà vu for me.  Emotionally, the terror that I lived as a child in the midst of the civil war in El Salvador has somehow resurfaced. Memories of mother reminding us every morning that this could be, in fact, our very last day.  Hugs, kisses and prayers that if we die, may God allow for it to happen when we’re altogether so we don’t have to grieve each other’s absence.  Loud noise of explosions, never ending shootings. Ducking, hiding under the beds or under the cars, running to a safer place with your heart in your hand.  Jumping over bloody, wounded or dead bodies.  Being scared that your brother will be taken away…I was only 7 then…

If you ask me, no child should ever have to live any terror.  I’m utterly distraught and my heart aches for all those kids and their families. I’m also extremely touched by the heroes who gave their lives while saving those of their little students.  For now, I must stay focus, living my role as a believer; constantly praying with all my heart for those who lost a loved one at Sandy Hook Elementary so they may find peace and comfort in Jesus Christ our savior.

"...and He shall wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there shall no longer be any death; there shall no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things have passed away." 1 Thessalonians 4:13-14

A MUST NEEDED PRIVATE FATHER-CHILD ENCOUNTER

A recent study by Pennsylvania State University is showing that teens who spend more time with fathers benefit from such relationship in terns of self-esteem and social confidence.  The study is encouraging private father-child encounters on a regular basis as it’s proven to increase positive results in the lives of their kids.  I love the conclusion of this study because it’s so tiring to hear that fathers are not as important as mothers.  Fathers are totally needed, extremely important and have been equipped by God to fulfill such role! 

In the same way, I must say that our heavenly father is totally needed and extremely important and desires to have a relationship with us to equip us for our life journey.  Don’t buy into the enemy’s lies, instead, develop a closer relationship with God.  You too will benefit from seeking, longing and having one-on-one encounters with your Heavenly Father.  The positive results will include but not be limited to: “love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control”(Gal 5:22-23).  A private father-child relationship with God is a must!

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full. John 10:10

Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.’  Jeremiah 33:3

PREMATURE EMPTY NEST SYNDROME (Let go and Let God)

This past Monday we witnessed our little one going into the world and it was pretty hard.  For months, hubby and I have been talking about our baby girl’s first day of pre-school and yet, we were so emotionally unprepared.  It was a messy sentimental turmoil.  From joy and pride to sadness and emptiness, we were just so fragile and helpless.  Walking away from my little one as she followed me trying to hold unto my leg was so heartbreaking.  Then, having to say good-bye as her silent tears rolled down her cheeks was very distressing.  We’ve been through this before (with our first-born) and we know that she’ll be perfectly o.k. But how do you make your heart understand that concept?  Letting go of your most precious treasure is truly hard to do.  Silent was the best way to deal with our emotions.  We hardly spoke a word as my hubby drove me to work afterwards.  Now that both our kids are off to school we were having a taste of what the empty nest may feel like.  Too dramatic?  You may think so, but as one of the P&G commercials during the 2012 Olympics said:  “you’ll have to excuse me but I’m a mom” 

For now, those 3 hours that our baby girl is at school seem pretty long.  But to see her go and comeback happy and excited is priceless.  Yes, letting go is hard to do, but we believe that it’s also the best thing to do in order to raise independent and self-reliant people.  So, how do we cope with it? We “Let Go and Let God.” We’ve leaned to entrust our kids in God’s hand as we firmly believe that He’s with them wherever they go.

Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.  Deuteronomy 31:6

CLOSER

I’m so enjoying my son’s 7s!  This summer, we are teaching him independence by giving him more responsibilities.  He’s really doing a great job and my hubby and I couldn’t be any more proud. Having long talks with him has also become a new routine.  He really enjoys listening to my stories of when I was a little kid.  So, yesterday I took these conversations to a new level and shared a big part of my heart.  June 26 would’ve been my mother’s 76th birthday.  I normally keep a low profile on this subject (mother).  But yesterday was different; I felt that after 10 years of not celebrating her birthday, I was strong enough to talk to my son about her.  So I brought my photo album and showed my son one of my favorite pictures.  My mother and I at the beach when I was 3 years old.  So we went on and on about me growing up and how I miss my mom.  The long conversation ended with such a meaningful hug from him.  We had connected in a new level.  Knowing more about me, brings him closer to me.  Opening my heart to him, brings me closer to him. 

When I think about our relationship with God, this concept on taking us to the next level has been his idea since the beginning of time.  He's already opened up his heart and wants us to know more about him. The question is would I embrace him like my son embraced me?

The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: "I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving-kindness. Jeremiah 31:3

UNNOTICED BLESSINGS

I’m mixed with sadness and joy after hearing the most compelling story of a mother of 3yr old girl who recorded her daughter’s final sounds.  The little girl had to have a tracheotomy as a life-saving surgery which disabled her ability to speak or make any sounds.  Though this family has been blessed with the gift of time, it breaks my heart to listen to the mother explain how she misses her little girl’s laughter and cry.

These kind of stories make me stop and be thankful for the many blessing that go unnoticed every second of my life.  Just the past week I was upset with my kids because they were laughing so loud in the car while I was having a conversation with my girlfriend.  Yes, I AM responsible to teach my kids good manners, but sometimes, I get so caught up in my parenting duties that I forget to sit back and enjoy my children just being children. Their innocence laughter, their loud talk, their sweet little voices calling me mommy either cause they’re happy to see me or cause they need my help, their cries when they get hurt or are scared…I’m forever thankful for my wonderful perfectly NOISY kids!

Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift! 2 Corinthians 9:15

Photo by Vibel Photography

IN HONOR OF MY MOTHER

I love getting all caught up in the many different mother’s day celebrations.  In a sense, celebrating my own motherhood becomes a therapy that lessens the pain and sorrow of my mother’s absence.  I rarely speak a word about my mother and to this day I have not been back to the cemetery.  It’s been 10 years and I’m still dealing with her loss.  Many nights I have waken up in the middle of the night calling out to her with tears running down my cheeks and this almost unbearable pain pressing down my chest.  If only I had a penny for the many times I’ve picked up the phone to call her these past 10 years.  She’s in my dreams, she’s in my thoughts, she’s in my mind.  She’s everywhere in my life and her memory will be forever carried on by the tributes of my actions.  I might have adapted to my environment, but I’m still my mother’s child.  So, as I walk on the most difficult yet enjoyable journey of my life, I shall honor her everyday of my life.  And what better way to honor her than by living a life dedicated to my Lord Jesus Christ just the way she did.   Happy Mother’s Day Mami Lidia!