I will miss not having you around the house. I will miss you reading me the Bible. Te quiero mucho, hermano.
Monday, October 31, 2005
The best roommate I can ask for
I will miss not having you around the house. I will miss you reading me the Bible. Te quiero mucho, hermano.
Sunday, October 30, 2005
like you and me...
Gracias
Ashlee for loving and caring.
Courtney for your HUGE heart.
Kelly for your silent love.
Melanie for your smiles.
Becky for loving and caring.
Sarah for your simplicity.
Taylor for your energy and passion
Meeker cuz when I moved in you made me feel at home.
Justin for your words always full of wisdon.
Jason for your heart and love.
Landry for loving me and giving our friendship another try.
Ashlee for loving and caring.
Courtney for your HUGE heart.
Kelly for your silent love.
Melanie for your smiles.
Becky for loving and caring.
Sarah for your simplicity.
Taylor for your energy and passion
Meeker cuz when I moved in you made me feel at home.
Justin for your words always full of wisdon.
Jason for your heart and love.
Landry for loving me and giving our friendship another try.
This is who I am
There came the time when things are going to change again. I don’t feel
devastated though. On the contrary, I feel joy in my heart. The stint year is
about to end and the Stinters are coming back home, some of them for good,
others just to spend some time with their families and friends.
And they are also coming back to raise support to be able to stay
for another year down here in Argentina.
I will admit that I will miss Landry a ton, (and I am not saying I wont miss
the other guys, but this is different). We have had our good times as well as
our bad ones. And my guess is that the Lord used and allowed all those
situations to teach us both.
Landry would use his favorite word with me: “expectation’. He might be right or wrong, it doesn’t matter that much now. What really matters is this process of learning we went through. I rediscovered how much God loves me and takes care of
me. Salvation is not an issue any longer. God crushed Satan under my feet.
I found that I don’t care what other people may think about me...who I was or
who I am. I know who I am in Christ, that’s all!
It’s funny because Landry and I were studying Galatians. We never finished it.
The last chapter we read but we never discussed was about being a child of God,
the adopted ones, and the importance of grasping those concepts.
I was not able to define my idea in a few words. Yesterday, on our way to Tigre
we talked a little bit about it, and I think he had the perfect words to describe what I found...my identity in Christ.I concept I had talked to Jessica,(SP girl), one time but hadn’t realized very well. Last night when I got home that idea got stuck in my head. I came to the conclusion that that is what happened.
The way is long and tough but I am not scared any more. I know the outcome is
way better than anything or anyone.
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. Romans 8:18
I am not a good Christian...(Cassandra is right, there’s no such thing) but I will be an obedient Christian, a true servant of the Lord, I will be whoever my Lord wants me to be.
devastated though. On the contrary, I feel joy in my heart. The stint year is
about to end and the Stinters are coming back home, some of them for good,
others just to spend some time with their families and friends.
And they are also coming back to raise support to be able to stay
for another year down here in Argentina.
I will admit that I will miss Landry a ton, (and I am not saying I wont miss
the other guys, but this is different). We have had our good times as well as
our bad ones. And my guess is that the Lord used and allowed all those
situations to teach us both.
Landry would use his favorite word with me: “expectation’. He might be right or wrong, it doesn’t matter that much now. What really matters is this process of learning we went through. I rediscovered how much God loves me and takes care of
me. Salvation is not an issue any longer. God crushed Satan under my feet.
I found that I don’t care what other people may think about me...who I was or
who I am. I know who I am in Christ, that’s all!
It’s funny because Landry and I were studying Galatians. We never finished it.
The last chapter we read but we never discussed was about being a child of God,
the adopted ones, and the importance of grasping those concepts.
I was not able to define my idea in a few words. Yesterday, on our way to Tigre
we talked a little bit about it, and I think he had the perfect words to describe what I found...my identity in Christ.I concept I had talked to Jessica,(SP girl), one time but hadn’t realized very well. Last night when I got home that idea got stuck in my head. I came to the conclusion that that is what happened.
The way is long and tough but I am not scared any more. I know the outcome is
way better than anything or anyone.
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. Romans 8:18
I am not a good Christian...(Cassandra is right, there’s no such thing) but I will be an obedient Christian, a true servant of the Lord, I will be whoever my Lord wants me to be.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
The great I AM
I am really stunned by the way God is teaching me some stuff lately. He is allowing some situations that are bugging me right now, but strange as it may seem, I am not mad at Him at all. I am resting on His faithfulness. My guess is that He is building my character, my confidence.
I won’t deny I am confused sometimes.
I am a Castellano/English teacher, and sometimes the methods I use may not seem very adequate for my students. They probably think that I need a little bit of this, a little bit of that...more reading, more listening, more conversation. Sometimes, I ask them what they feel like doing, or if they have any suggestions, something that can improve the class. And I like it when they participate and contribute. However, there are times when I don’t ask what they want to do, and it’s not because I am a dictator, but because I know that we have to go through some heavy stuff in order to master the language, for instance, subjunctive, the different aspects in the past, or just simple exceptions to the rule. I know they don’t like it or at least they don’t enjoy it that much, but I know that studying them will perfection their “Castellano/English.”
I feel my walking with the Lord is exact the same. He bestows so many blessings in my life: sunny days, clothes, a warm bed, food, a family and a bunch of good friends. Things I pray for and thank for every day. However, there are times when He allows some kind of “sufferings”, place me in some spots I don’t have a clue what for. Things I don’t ask for or I didn’t pray for. Now I know why He does it, and I am not scared or upset any more. I know He won’t hurt me. He wants me to master my relationship with Him. He is telling me every single second: Fabian, trust me...I will never let you down. I gave my only son for you. Would I lie to you?
I was in church a couple of days ago and the pastor said a simple truth. Do you want to see God? Take a look at the Bible, that’s the best portray of God. His almighty power is there, His love, His character...
So, here I am...let Him work in my life. I know that that will bring some changes but if that is the price I have to pay for being with Him, I will do it...no matter how many people or things I lose on the way.
In the end, it’s all about Him.
I won’t deny I am confused sometimes.
I am a Castellano/English teacher, and sometimes the methods I use may not seem very adequate for my students. They probably think that I need a little bit of this, a little bit of that...more reading, more listening, more conversation. Sometimes, I ask them what they feel like doing, or if they have any suggestions, something that can improve the class. And I like it when they participate and contribute. However, there are times when I don’t ask what they want to do, and it’s not because I am a dictator, but because I know that we have to go through some heavy stuff in order to master the language, for instance, subjunctive, the different aspects in the past, or just simple exceptions to the rule. I know they don’t like it or at least they don’t enjoy it that much, but I know that studying them will perfection their “Castellano/English.”
I feel my walking with the Lord is exact the same. He bestows so many blessings in my life: sunny days, clothes, a warm bed, food, a family and a bunch of good friends. Things I pray for and thank for every day. However, there are times when He allows some kind of “sufferings”, place me in some spots I don’t have a clue what for. Things I don’t ask for or I didn’t pray for. Now I know why He does it, and I am not scared or upset any more. I know He won’t hurt me. He wants me to master my relationship with Him. He is telling me every single second: Fabian, trust me...I will never let you down. I gave my only son for you. Would I lie to you?
I was in church a couple of days ago and the pastor said a simple truth. Do you want to see God? Take a look at the Bible, that’s the best portray of God. His almighty power is there, His love, His character...
So, here I am...let Him work in my life. I know that that will bring some changes but if that is the price I have to pay for being with Him, I will do it...no matter how many people or things I lose on the way.
In the end, it’s all about Him.
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