~A Dream Deferred~

What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore -- and then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over -- like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags like a heavy load.

Happy Birthday, Matthew!!

Today is Matthew's 10th birthday, and I'd like to share something about him here just to give an example of his amazing personality:
Once during a family meeting, each family member was asked to share something positive about all of the other family members. When it came Matthew's turn, he said something delightful about each one of us, but the quote I remember best is when he spoke about Dad --
he bagan with saying that dad is a very nice person, who has a lot of patience and we can tell him things that and he understands us and ended with;
"..and inside you have a brain-thought-translator."
!!!!!!!!!!!!!
XD
Love you, Matthew!!!

...and so I endure...

como estoy? no tan perdida.
nada mas.
encontrada estoy.
en la orilla del mar de pensamientos...y el mar de pensamientos ya se seco....hace mucho...
el mar seco...el mar vacio...ahi estoy ahi estoy sentada...y mi mente vaga por el mar seco...sin pensar..
quiero que llueva
y quiero caminar en la lluvia
quiero que llueva y que me lave y que llene el mar otra vez...
para asi poder pensar otra vez
pensar y sentir
porque ya no siento
no siento nada
sino por el dolor
el dolor que me rodea
me vuelto loca.....
miro por todos lados y solo veo dolor
y tambien veo los brazos de mi amado Salvador
y me dice "Ven mi hija. Ven a mis brazos que te quiero amar y te quiero proteger del dolor."
pero para llegar a esos bellos brazos....tengo que pasar por el fuego...
el fuego de prueba
un fuego que quema....
que quema hasta el alma...hasta el corazon....
un fuego que duele
un dolor tan profundo....
creo que no aguantare
pero se que con mi Se~or todo es posible y que El me dara toda la fuerza que necesitare
y entonces
me meto al fuego....
y duele....
pero se
que llegare a los brazos de mi Precioso Salvador.......

• • and so I endure.
    
    
    pero pobre de el que no conoce al Se~or y que tiene que pasar por el fuego solo, sin la esperanza de llegar a Sus brazos.......
  
  

Remember When It Rained..

Wash away the thoughts inside
That keep my mind away from you.
No more love and no more pride
And thoughts are all I have to do.

Ohhhhhh Remember when it rained.
Felt the ground and looked up high
And called your name.
Ohhhhhh Remember when it rained.
In the darkness I remain.

Tears of hope run down my skin.
Tears for you that will not dry.
They magnify the one within
And let the outside slowly die.

Ohhhhhh Remember when it rained.
I felt the ground and looked up high
And called your name.
Ohhhhhh Remember when it rained.
In the water I remain
Running down
Running down
Running down
Running down
Running down
Running down
Running down

We Are Not Alone

Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for theLORD thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest.

— Joshua 1:9

We are each like a little child lost in a crowded market, who has strayed but a few feet from his mother, yet because she cannot be seen the child is inconsolable.

So we try by every method devised by religion to relieve our fears and heal our hidden sadness;

but with all our efforts we remain unhappy still, with the settled despair of men alone in a vast and deserted universe.

But for all our fears we are not alone.

Our trouble is that we think of ourselves as being alone.

Let us correct the error by thinking of ourselves as standing by the bank of a full flowing river;

then let us think of that river as being none else but God Himself.

We glance to our left and see the river coming full out of our past;

we look to the right and see it flowing on into our future.

But we see also that it is flowing through our present.

And in our today it is the same as it was in our yesterday, not less than, nor different from, but the very same river, one unbroken continuum, undiminished, active and strong as it moves sovereignly on into our tomorrow.

(Tozer on the Almighty God: A 366-Day Devotional.
Sent to me by Mr. Phil Sarlo)

Hay Un Camino...

El camino a la felicidad no es derecho.
Existen curvas llamadas equivocaciones,
semaforos llamada amigos,
luces de precaucion llamada familia
y tendras tumulos de tropiezo que deberas vencer para llegar a su final.
Pero si tienes una llanta de respuesto llamada decision,
un motor potente llamado amor,
un seguro llamado fe,
abundante combustible llamado paciencia
y sobre todo un conductor llamado Jesucristo...
podras llegar a la meta.

It's Not Cold Here In Honduras, Though! ^_^

Baby, It's Cold Outside~Lady Antebellum