I would like to have that gift of writing very nice and eloquent prose as many of you bloggers do. So, since I feel this writer’s block, I’ll just post a couple of pictures and maybe I should go fishing like my little guy is doing here…
If anybody out there has some tips for me please let me know I would like to read your comments.
God bless everyone!!!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Weekend
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Thank you Lord!
I never thought that buying a bicycle for my son would create such contrasting feelings. Is this the yin-yang of life? Is it simply my conscience? Is it random guilty feeling? Or is it that God doesn’t want me to forget what his word wants us to do.
Well, whatever you want to call it, the truth is that many faces of little children with much higher needs, like some food, clean water, shelter; flashed in my mind. How many of these children could be fed with the price of this bicycle?
I don’t mean to say that buying a toy for our child is wrong; as you can see we got his bike, he is enjoying it and we are happy about it. Nevertheless I thank God that he makes my heart receptive to his word, thank you Lord!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Please pray
Yesterday, on our way to church, we stopped to have a quick snack/dinner. After ordering some "healthy" fast food, picked a table and started eating before it got late for church. We were on our second bite when suddenly our son stopped us, "you forgot" he says with a very concerned tone of voice "you didn't pray for the food" So after swallowing that un-chewed second bite (how can you keep chewing after that?), proceeded to thank the Lord for our meal including our everyday pray for our son Adiel’s sisters and all the children who don't have a meal. Right after that "Amen" our son added in a very "by the way" but serious tone of voice; "and for all the children who don't have arms or legs"... It was so impromptu, that I couldn't restrain the picture from flashing in my mind: children missing limbs!!! So we "amen" his addendum and had to put that image aside for the moment so we could finish our meal.
I later tried to think on the "why?" but the answer wasn't hidden; you know the reasons, the main one is called man, you know! "Adults" I was going to say mankind but somehow the "kind" part didn't really fit in this context. So, if a six year old can bring this up on prayer, I am convinced that we, as parents and adults need to keep it as part of our everyday prayer.
Would you pray with us? Can you include those children in your prayers? Thank you
I later tried to think on the "why?" but the answer wasn't hidden; you know the reasons, the main one is called man, you know! "Adults" I was going to say mankind but somehow the "kind" part didn't really fit in this context. So, if a six year old can bring this up on prayer, I am convinced that we, as parents and adults need to keep it as part of our everyday prayer.
Would you pray with us? Can you include those children in your prayers? Thank you
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Letter to my girl.
To my daughter,
Hello my little girl! I want you to know that we love you, yes… we already love you and are waiting for you. As a dad, I find amazing and painfully rewarding that I can love you this much without even knowing you yet, --thank you lord Jesus for the Love--. Then again, maybe I do know you, just maybe, that tear that I shed sometimes thinking of you, is actually you… coming close to me and with a soft kiss in my cheek saying I’ll be there soon!!!
I don’t know what you do every day, I wonder if you are happy or cry yourself to sleep… longing for loving arms to hold you, and a voice to tell you “everything is fine”; I wonder if you are being fed enough, if you are sick, if somebody takes the time to fix your hair. If you play with other children; but then, I breath and trust that God is taking care of you and keeping you safe… and then I wonder again, how does your smile looks like?, how does your laugh sounds like?
You know, this is going to be a really big change in your life, your brother’s life (who prays for you every night), your mom’s life and I would like to say, especially my life.
I hope I’m wrong and you don’t cry yourself to sleep… because that is what I do when I go to bed thinking of you…
I love you, your dad.
Hello my little girl! I want you to know that we love you, yes… we already love you and are waiting for you. As a dad, I find amazing and painfully rewarding that I can love you this much without even knowing you yet, --thank you lord Jesus for the Love--. Then again, maybe I do know you, just maybe, that tear that I shed sometimes thinking of you, is actually you… coming close to me and with a soft kiss in my cheek saying I’ll be there soon!!!
I don’t know what you do every day, I wonder if you are happy or cry yourself to sleep… longing for loving arms to hold you, and a voice to tell you “everything is fine”; I wonder if you are being fed enough, if you are sick, if somebody takes the time to fix your hair. If you play with other children; but then, I breath and trust that God is taking care of you and keeping you safe… and then I wonder again, how does your smile looks like?, how does your laugh sounds like?
You know, this is going to be a really big change in your life, your brother’s life (who prays for you every night), your mom’s life and I would like to say, especially my life.
I hope I’m wrong and you don’t cry yourself to sleep… because that is what I do when I go to bed thinking of you…
I love you, your dad.
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