Category: Spiritual, Inspirational

Have you been in love? Why do you love her? Why do you love him? How many live their lives saying they love their loved ones, but can’t say why.

It must be a definite quality that draws you to love that person. And it has to be exclusive, no one else has it. When you see that person or think about them, that unique quality arises in your mind.

So, you must mine and dig very carefully because that quality is a unique treasure that will last “until death do us part”.

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I love God with all my soul, with all my mind, and with all my strength. I am passionate about Jesus! I do NOT love Him for what He has given me, nor for what He does, I love Him for the uniqueness of His character! He is immutable, never changes! When He tells you that He loves you, nothing and no one can interfere with that love.

My love for Him is a very strong statement, I also appreciate what He does and all He has given me. My heart is full of gratitude for His goodness and mercy! But, if my love is the result of what I receive from Him, what will happen when I don’t receive what I ask for?

The language of love knows when to say “yes” and when to say “no.” And He knows what is best for me and when I am ready to receive or not.

My Lord is not like the others and His name is full of power. He is the King of all nations. The wisest men cannot compare with Him!

“Lord, there is no one like you! For you are great, and your name is full of power.” . (Jeremiah 10:6-NLT).

Who would not fear you, O King of nations? That title belongs to you alone! Among all the wise people of the earth and in all the kingdoms of the world, there is no one like you. (Jeremiah 10:6-NLT).

When I am in troubled waters, His unique quality comes to mind and becomes my safe hiding place. I love Him because He is the same today until eternity! He does not change, He is immutable!

This is my Story! What’s Yours?

Me mom

Seeing Moses as a point of reference, I study the seasons of my life. As the unsympathetic and hateful visitor, named grief, passed through my house with the intention of staying, I determined in my heart not to lament, but to learn from it.

Each piece of devastation adds a different hue and tone to the canvas of my soul.

The canvas of my first season was embellished with the most precious and lively hues. People admired those different tones on my canvas. “They look so perfect!”They used to comment.

In the second season, the admired canvas was thrown into the desert. The beauty, the desirable, all the nuances and bright tones disappeared in the call to the desert called, “La Vergüenza de la Cruz”, (The Shame of the Cross).

Although my soul knows very well that it has a long way ahead of it, it tried to convince itself that its mission on earth is over.

But this morning, thinking about Moses, I realized that my mother died six years into her second assignment. She was just getting started in her second season of life, she had only been at it for six years. She was 86 years old. But she was the most productive person I’ve ever met. In her short life, she left behind a rich legacy in all aspects of the word.

Then I realized that I have four years left to start my assignment. The actual shades and tones on my canvas have yet to manifest in God’s purpose for my life.

In this desert the heat is so stifling, the breeze feels like smoke pressing on the chest, it is difficult to breathe, the hot sun consumes the streams and I wonder, where is my burning bush? How I long to have an encounter with that bramble!

The time seems right for my burning bush to appear. The fierce heat of the sun has burned the bank accounts to the ground, brown, blackish! I am in the process of entering my next assignment. This is the first part, the victory is yet to come!

This is my Story! What’s Yours