2010

Oh 2010, you arrived like a triumphant blowing of a french horn. Proudly exclaiming you were so OVER the double 00s (2003 2005 2009) but really the only thing special about you was smug little 1 nestling itself right inbetween the two BFFs that for the past 9 years have sat next to each other on every document, newspaper, and email. And for that I applaud you. You did the one thing many numbers have not yet done. You number 1, were the first. In honor of your homewrecking abilities, I will commemorate my favorite thing about each month in this fabulous year.

-My passion for missions fully began January 29th at STiM1.
-Year1991 said to February "Ok you get one more." Feb chose carefully, pointed at me, and I was born the last day in the last hour of the shortest month.
-March forth toward April because nothing exciting happens in March!
-Not only does April mean May flowers but it meant discovering the person I am isn't so bad.
-I used up May sittin' shotgun in a golden Pontiac eating bonbons and laughing at the moon.
-I fell in love in June, for the first time and for the last time [inagoodway!].
-July was spent chasing my chicita, Naomi, up and down the hills of Mexico City.
- Uhhhh I went back to school in August.
-September brought Patty Grilled Cheese, Love Actually, and my first 3 shooting stars.
-In October 2010, I watched the LOTR trilogy in its entire in one entire day.
-My BFF jumped out of a plane this November; and it was monumental to me for some vicarious reason.
-In December, I celebrated my Mom's birthday with her for the first time in 11 years.
2011, you got a lot to live up to! Don't worry you can do it. 
And HEY! I'm watching you 1, you popped in all sneaky between 00 and now your taking over. 
The year after you is 2012! Don't get any ideas 2111! I'm not ready for you yet!

Learn About My Family Via Pictures

[FROM CHRISTMAS]
You're not family (or human for that matter) if you don't fight with Merid.

[FROM MY MOMS BIRTHDAY]

My mom's buddy asked Lee how long me and Lee have been married.
Tehe. I'm such a little kid :] But it goes to show my family is really great at 
integrating others into our family. If we love you, we love you, and 
thats family to us.

Today Is One Year!

Christmas is me and my boyfriends one year anniversary.
But I only say that because I'm so silly and I think it's sweet:]
It's not entirely true but it is based on fact.
So Happy Anniversary Of Me Liking You :]
AND MERRY CHRISTMAS TO THE REST OF Y'ALL!!!!

7 Christmas Jollys

Jollys: A plural amount of things that made you happy.

1. For the past two years, I've heard stories of Napom, epileptic throwing attacks, and caves. I finally met my boyfriend's bestfriend, J! He's nothing I thought he'd be! See, my boyfriend is very Hugh Jackman; but Jamie is very Hugh Grant.

2. We traveled our butts down to Uvalde, Texas, where the trailer park was hopping with Morgans and relatives of Morgans! Lee overheard his dad say something very kind about me, and affirming of our relationship. I can't put it out for the world to see because it's very personal but let's just put it this way: I WIN!

3.  Christmas with my kids: C pushed the baby and she cried. FIVE TIMES. A started throwing up and I had to put her to bed and clean up barf. K, surprisingly, was an angel all night. I walked out of it with a homemade card from K, two stickers, a bookmark, and a Christmas CD.

4. Granny Paulette's family Christmas! I babysit all the little cousins since they live in the San Antonio area, but it was fun to meet the older cousins too. Watching Reagen kidnap the small brown chihuahua over 20 times was a hoot! Oh and Charlie hit baby Ryan in the face with a nerf-like thing. Ryan took it like a man.

5. Lee and my Christmas: We ate chorizo burgers, exchanged presents, watched Letters to Juliet, and tried to stay awake for the eclipse. Little did he know my tummy hates chorizo. Little did I know he already owned half the presents I gave him. Little did he know he would love L2J. Little did I know that I had to be home by 12. But I wouldn't have it any other way!

6. It wouldn't be Christmas without a CABS gift exchange. My BFFs and I hunkered down at PeiWei for a time of laughter and goodtimes! With engagements, travels, work, and graduating there's so much to celebrate! So many jokes to make and lives to appreciate!

He Who Dies With The Most Stuff Wins

We are never happy with what we have.  
We always want more; we always want 
to have more than others.  We are so 
consumed with our selves, that we don’t see 
all the suffering going on around us.

         I've been dying to address this issue for quite a while. And NOW I feel educated enough to, at least, blog about it. One day I would love to give a talk about it. But right now by "talk" I mean stutter, pull all the hair in front of my face, and cry a little before I run out of the room. (lol to Candice Taylor. Sorry I stole your public speaking story). And by "issue", I mean 3 issues.

1. Missions. How we as CHRISTIANS are called to mission. Let's not save that for the missionaries in Calcutta, hmmmm?
2. American greed. As seen at Macys, 90210, and the church.
3. Explanation to mis padres. This is my "why". Stop asking me when I'm taking the GRE so I can get into a good gradschool. I'm not.
Here's a statement: The harvest is on the other side of the wall.

"We want to impact! We want people to know Jesus! We're not content just knowing Jesus when 4.6 billion people in this world DON'T." Ehhh well that's what we say while we watch our TVs, and read our magazines, and eat our Burger King. 

Isaiah 6:8 Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?” And I [Isaiah] said, “Here am I. Send me!”

Umm... ok. Send me! But only if that means a service project downtown passing out water bottles to the homeless. Because thats exactly what those people need. Packaged water.

I hate to get biblically cheesy here but what they need is LIVING WATER. Holla[!] to the Samaritan women in John 4:3-42.

If you're trying to impact your city, your campus, any place you want to help, then I got a question for you. Does your talk match your walk? You've read Matt 20: 16-20 and are convicted to be SENT OUT. But those you wish to "impact" will know if you're all here or not. 
I'm looking for a credible ambassador of Christ. 
Someone who SAYS what Jesus said. 
LOVES like Jesus loves. 
WENT WHERE JESUS WENT. 
John 4:4 says Jesus had to go through Samaria. Jews usually took the long way around the mountain and around Samaria to avoid Samaritans. Especially unwed, adulterous, Samaritan women. But he HAD TO go through Samaria. WE HAVE TO GO THROUGH SAMARIA. 
Your facebook says "follower of Jesus" where it asks for your religion, but are you following Jesus? Will you go where Jesus went? Jesus intentionally showed up in that woman's neighborhood.

Matthew 8:20. Read it I'll wait........ Yes Sir, you're right. Jesus entered into voluntary poverty. He made himself nothing when he is everything.
You can be a doctor if thats your gifting. You can be a famous artist. And you can be professional bull rider. But make yourself nothing. Find humility in that. Jesus was LORD GOD. And yet even he too could humble himself into poverty.

Sorry, but I'm tired of Christians finding worth in their paycheck and zip code. Can I get an AMEN, Pastor Hagee? Crickets.

That's not to say that families in affluent communities don't need Jesus, or hope, or prayer. I know that more than most. Fathers leave in the 78260. People cry themselves to sleep, feeling pushed aside, unloved, and abandoned in Orange County. I'm just talkin' bout what the BIBLE says. Where the Word of God calls us. 

Luke 14:13 But when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind

So here comes the asking yourself tough questions about how YOU live YOUR life. How I live my life...

And...
How do we be Christ in our brokenness?
Truth is...
We need the Samaritans as much as they need us.


Let it flow to the nations,





[And you know I'm serious when I bring out the 'Let it flow to the nations' complimentary close]
[Wanna know more? Watch the video I posted from a couple days ago. Or ya know, read the New Testament. ]
[Lastly, I'm not saying Jesus calls us to poverty. He doesn't want ANY ONE of his loves starving so their kid can have the final slice of bread. But I'm saying he calls us to where poverty is. Thats my last edit!]

They Never Get Our Names Right

Your name for the order please?
Sosi. Ess Oh Ess Eye.

Your name for the order please?
Blessie. Bee Ell Eee Ess Ess Eye Eeee.

Still.... This is what we got.

Watch. Watch. Watch.

If you are going to watch You Tube.
If you are going to the movies later.
If your are about to turn on the TV.
If you do anything with your eyes....

DONT. 

Watch this instead. Please. I know its over 30 minutes long;
And you could switch car insurance to Geico twice in that amount of time. 
I understand.
But watch it.
This is why I gave my life to Jesus 8 years ago.
This is why I'm majoring in Sociology.
This is why I'm going to be a missionary.
Just watch.

You're The God of This Ciudad

La mujer y her daughter search the basura.
Premature wrinkles intensify as she lifts a cabeza de lechuga.

Brushing off the filth and peeling off the rotten layers
she smiles "es bueno" to her daughter,
su hija, who is acunando an old shoe to her chest.
El zapato, is worn and old but her dirt streaked hands could not but gravitate to her nuevo bebe.

Here is their treasure. Here is Mexico.
Where the Lord and His Hijo love their people.
He brushes away the sins of the daughter. Limpia.
He cradles the cuerpo of the woman.
That is His treasure. That is my Mexico.

If Saying Brendan's Name Was A Drinking Game...

Oh Bob you and you're sassy one-liners.