Meet Olga

And after a long while... the snail arrived!! and so did my post!

I do not know if you have any idea about my snail obsession? I love them beyond reason!!

And the Creator of all things graced me with a visit from Olga! A snail that visited me in the salad the other day...(ummm that was not so good in the salad I mean but hey! a snail!) transparent and beautiful she was! I am not sure if you are able to see her on my hand in the picture!

Snails are carriers of hope! They are so slow and yet they still dare to get out of that shell and move and move to what? to dirt... and they just seem to carry with that shell the burden of  the world upon their shoulders and yet not a sound! I do not know but there is something miraculous with this creature... Olga brought so much joy to my heart! and a few lessons... to be meek and fragile, ready to go in the hands of the One who is more powerful... To be transparent, to be simple, to walk even if every step seems to bring more dirt and to aim higher with my eyes always in the right direction even if they are poked!!

Blindfolded

I was sitting there on a bench people watching, my mind jumping from one idea to the another, trying to escape falling in the same trap I am making myself fall into lately and as I was looking around I see a guy and a girl guiding through the street their friend... Blindfolded... She was walking in such a confidence that I was amazed by her trust to her friends, walking in such a joyful way that makes one want to join them! Big  smiles, shining face, pure and simple joy... 

I was talking to God a moment ago... I want to see... I want to understand... where am I going... what ifs of all sorts... And a blindfolded girl and her two friends gave me a lesson! Oh a life blindfolded trusting in my Guide, my Friend (He indeed called me friend) walking in such a pure and simple joy... looking forward to that destination that I will see at the end of that journey or... or walk in that doubt, demanding to see and uncover my eyes... ruin the moment and the surprise!

Choose Life

Today I had life on my mind. I really love life. I have tasted and seen what is life to the fullest with Jesus Christ. But there are days when I wonder what is taking God so long to make His kingdom come already. Today was one of those days. As I was walking home I remembered the well known verse that they use in many antiabortion campaigns where God tells the people of Israel that He placed before them a choice between life and death, curse and blessing and He explicitly asks them to choose life. It is kind of obvious, God, I mean who would want to choose curse and death... And I was thinking about all these debates that go on in trying to decorticate this word, with, against, when, what stage... and all that hassle... but my mind kept getting back to me... oh you self-centered brain! Today, this very day choose life... Right, okay... Not that I am going to abort... I am not close to get even married... Sure I will choose life when it comes to that! And again an urge to choose life today, now, overwhelms me... Choose in your day, this very day life... Choose it over despair, choose it over hopelessness, choose it over gloom, over anything in your life that does not give life... Choose it over the desert of your heart, choose it over your dry soul... Choose life today. One strong, loud message that kept me struck... I arrive home and I want to know more... Why are you giving me this obvious choice Lord? What is it that you put before us to choose from? A life with Me, a life in full relationship with Me... A life that orbits around Me... With all your heart, with all your soul... A life of worshipping me, singing to me, reading me, listening to me... A life all about Me!  And I will restore... I, your Lord, will bring you back from far away, I will breath into you again and again my Spirit, I will give you life, life to the fullest! Today choose life, today choose ME!

Delightfully a Pizza!

I was sitting today and all these things going on. Really a lot falling on my desk, on my mind, on my schedule... I felt there is something I need to get out. I wrote a poem, it did help a bit but I needed something more. The door phone rings... Pizza delivery... None ordered it. He leaves... I was not hungry but there is something delightful in pizza that you can't hear of it and not want it (or at least me). Flat plain bread opening its arms, its heart wide to all the chaos that will fall on, arranging in an beautiful way all the ingredients from the pot to the hot from the hot to the sweet, form the sweet to the sour, form the sour to the top and so on, tomatoes, olives, peppers, cheese, pineapples, you name it! And instead of looking in disdain to what will weigh more on that dough, it welcomes it in a spirit of joy and it gives it the chance to add to the worth of it. 

I told my stuff, my thoughts, my chaos: change of plans... not going to cook despair and spill thing out...welcome to my flat soul and I will bake my pizza with you!

Dory the Myrrhbearer

I love questions. I love asking and being asked. One of my favourite questions is to see with who people would identify if they were a book or movie character. It is very nice to watch how people start day dreaming and give their imagination a go. Responses are really interesting and fun and often time conversation opening... People like to be heroes... Many characters come to my mind when they reciprocate the question and depending on the situation I alter between a few but most time Dory wins. I am a Dory-inspired person! 

At all times there is a need for a hope bearer, someone will will believe that impossible are possible... Dory reminds me of the myrrhbearers, the Marys that went to the tomb... with a childlike faith that the rock will be removed... with a naivety that accept that He is risen... With a joy to give to the disciple that I am sure would have sounded nonsense... almost like talking whale...

I hope I am a good Dory! 

Bism Allah ... Jesus Christ!

Bism Allah. Everything a Muslim does, he starts it with Bisimillah... Bisimillah Al Rahman Al Raheem... In the name of God, the most gracious the most merciful. 

In the name of God... Their whole life starts and ends in the name of God... 

And I started to wonder. Beautiful truly beautiful to want to start all in the name of God... and a very deep mixed feeling rested in my heart, one of true appreciation for that devotion and one of sadness that they do not know the name of that God... that Jesus, that name above all names, still mysterious to them... And then  another thing slaps me... You know His name... Eternal name... A name that if only  you utter it, mountains can collapse and tempest can be quiet... Wake up to saying that name, sleep saying that name, let your mind wander in that name, start every small and big in that name... In the name of God, Jesus Christ!!

Gay... There is Hope

I keep hearing the word "GAY". The more it is repeated, the more hopeful it becomes to me. No not that I am oblivious to the different meaning of that word or trying to make it less of a serious danger or any sort of fantastical thinking... I am finding it comforting to hear it that much used out of it context because somehow it is makes it a wonder, how such a definite word can be so given so strongly another meaning. Deep down when someone will use this word out of the literal old context or definition, they will hear the original meaning, the gay that means happy and it will make them think... Am I... Am I truly gay... Where is this happiness... and sooner or later I believe this quest will end where it should end, whether here now or up there, it will end at the source of all joy... In hope that choosing to that word will lead provoking thoughts inside their being that takes them back to the proper definition, that nothing will give us gaiety unless we are found and found in Him... For every seeking soul will find (will be found)... He promised!