A Chapter Close

Hey There My Sweet Readers!

Man, the past few weeks were a hard ones!

But, good news…I survived, learned and grew as a person and now I’m happy to be sharing my thoughts with you. 

I lost a beloved pet a couple weeks ago and boy did it throw me off. I couldn’t think, it was hard to get out of bed in the morning and every time I drove home and didn’t hear her barking in the backyard my heart sank further into my abyss. My week was busy at work so I didn’t have time to actually sit and grieve her. It was tough for so many reasons.

With the passing of my Sweet Buttercup came the closing of another chapter in this journey I call life. Buttercup wasn’t just a dog. She was the first pet in our home that actually saw my babies (now adults) grow up. She was the one that taught them how to love and care for animals. She was there when they got their first go cart, when they learned how to ride bikes and cars. She was there when Melanie broke her arm and when both my kids went off to college… and now she was gone. Just a memory and a reminder that I truly no longer have babies in the house. To say I was sad isn’t enough. 

But with every old chapter comes a new one and I’m grateful for the new. I’m also grateful for the word of God that promises us peace even in the middle of the storm. John 16:33 reminds us that this life isn’t perfect. It lets us know we’re going to  have sad moments, troubles but it also tells us to take heart! That if Jesus overcame the world we can overcome closed chapters. 

I trust that better is coming and I truly believe one day I will see my beautiful Buttercup again: whole, young and full of life. I believe that I will run the streets of gold with her and Chunky and experience all the love and joy we once felt. I believe that not because the Bible tells me so but because I’m convinced that God has given us a glimpse of how we will one day interact with the wonderful creatures He has created. That is my hope and in life we must always have hope!

It is hope that keeps us going, it is hope that helps us grow. I’m not going to tell you I was Wonder Woman throughout this entire ordeal. I would be lying. I had help getting through that week. But I can definitely tell you with certainty that I now know all good things may come to an end but God’s Word will always remain reminding us to take heart and have peace. It’s all good. 

So as you make it through the weekend remember to cherish every second!

Love your life, your family and yes, even your pets! Understand that some chapters will close but others will open and through it all life goes on!

So take a stroll through the beach, walk with a friend, call someone you haven’t spoken to in a while and if you get the chance to sit it out or dance I hope you dance!

Until next week.

XxOo

Cyndi 


To Those Who Dance

Good Day My Sweet Readers,

I trust that you all had a wonderfully blessed week and that you remembered that ALL things were working for your greater good.  It’s good to remember that nothing that happens in our lives comes to a surprise to the wonderful God we serve!  

As you make it through this week I want you to also remember that when Jesus prayed for us, He wanted His will to be done, for His Kingdom to come and be among us.  So, what does that mean?  I am glad you asked… That means that with every new day we have a new chance to change the course of our lives and seek His will which includes being good to one another.  His will which means being able to forgive and be forgiven.  His will that tells us to pray without ceasing and to take care of what we have.

So, this week, remember the Lord’s prayer for us.  Forgive others, because sometimes we do things that need forgiveness.  Love, even when you are hated, because sometimes that sneaky hatred tries to creep into our lives.  Give thanks, because every day we eat, breath, drink water…some of things that not every human in this earth experience daily.  Praise God, because a little praise goes a LONG way… and guess what? We when we praise, miracles happen and God is there in the midst of our praises, remembering how much Jesus loved us!  It makes the sacrifice of Jesus real, true and everlasting.  And do NOT forget to ask our heavenly Father to keep us away from temptations…because BOY DO THEY COME!  But if Jesus was able to defeat death, then we can definitely defeat temptations.  

Be happy my Sweet Readers, live, love, laugh and “when you get the chance to sit it out or dance”…DANCE!  King David danced before the Lord and guess what?  It pleased God because David did it with all his heart.  Sometimes that’s all it takes…a little heart into what we do.  Plenty of times I have been both praised and criticized for my passion, but I rather have passion in something then absolutely nothing in everything! 

I cannot wait to write to you next week! Until then, I pray these words go from your eyes, into your mind, then to your heart and out of your mouth because out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks.  

Speak goodness over your life this week and remember you were loved so much that the Maker of the universe gave His universal Son to die for you!  That’s big!  

Until next week,

XoXo,

Cyndi

“With Arms Wide Open”

Hello My Dear Readers,

Man, it has been quite a LONG time! I can’t help but feel guilty that I have let the busyness of

this world get the best of me lately. I did what I keep telling all of you not to do. I started letting

the cares of this world take away some of what I call “peace spaces, or spaces of peace”.

But I’m back and I have something to share that I hope will help each of you keep your peace

and remember life is too short not to do the things you love like sitting in the silence of your

room with your thoughts and a typewriter at hand…

Last week, I was truly able to live with my “arms wide open, [standing in awe of the One who

created it all]”. Everything I had been taught about Love, God, Jesus Christ, and the importance

of our Faith was put into action in a city called Cuenca with amazing people who go to the

remote areas of Ecuador and spread the love of Jesus Christ to children who literally RUN to

hear it! I saw God move in new ways, I experienced friendships being made, I witnessed God’s

love, and I stood in what seemed like a valley surrounded by mountains, with streams of water

rushing beneath, above and underneath us! I stood there happy for the pain, grateful for the new

people God had brought into my life, and appreciative for all the saints who had gone before me

over the years praying, and speaking blessings into my life: my grandparents, my parents, the

elders of the churches I grew up in, and many more! It was so surreal that just writing about it

takes me into a state of euphoria.

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I tell you all this to say, never regret anything that happens in your life. Remember that the word

of God tells us that “ALL things work for our good!”. His word tells us that we might cry for a

night, but joy comes in the morning. And when you are frustrated because you couldn’t buy that

TV you wanted, remember there are children in the world, in 2019, that do not even have

electricity or running water, but RUN to a mountain side just to hear the word of God. Things

we can have and do every day. Be grateful, love with all your heart, and look for God, seek His

kingdom and His righteousness, and all the things in your life that do not make sense will be put

into its place. His word works all things out.

So, as you make it through the week, remember to be grateful, to love and be loved, and to seek

God in all you do. I promise your life will be forever changed.

Until next week I pray love, kindness, laughter and joy into your lives!

xo,

Cyndi

Guns in the Schools, Really?

My Dear Readers,

Today I do not bring a topic on hope, happiness, or love, today I bring you a topic that many find controversial but one that I feel you need to hear from a different perspective.  I pray that as you read my words you understand my heart and know that these are just my opinions based on my experiences. 

This week the hot topic on the news has been “give teachers guns!”  When I first heard this absurd trend I truly believed it would die down and somehow someone with more common sense would see how harmful this could be, but no.  Instead, I seen the opposite from people who have never been in a classroom setting with unruly students and overworked, underpaid, stressed out teachers who do not need a gun in their hands, trust me!

Let me give you some examples.  In my 25 years of education, I have seen students slap, tackle, and punch teachers.  I have seen a student throw a water balloon in a teacher’s face so hard it left the teacher bruised.  I have seen students grab other students, throw them to the ground in a fit of anger and almost pauperize them right then and there over a MISUNDERTANDING…and the teachers on guard, speechless as they try to control the situations. Now add to those scenarios an outsider looking in with a gun in his or her hand? What do you think will happen?  If COPS are shooting kids accidentally, image schools with teachers holding guns in their hands!

American schools do not need guns.  They need security.  They need ACCOUNTABILITY and with that accountability follow-ups, routine visits from the state and local law enforcement.  They need mental health counselors that will actually show up and have sessions with the students.  They need parents who are consistent with the treatments at homes. They need faithfulness, forbearance, gentleness, joy, kindness, love, patience, peace, and self-control. Not more guns on top of guns.  Keep the schools secure, bring in the fruit of the spirit, and add to it the love of Jesus, and we will see a change. 

We work so hard to fix the outside, but Jesus said it was the inside that needed fixing (Matthew 23:26).  People are hurting, angry and bitter from the inside out, not from the outside in.  Taking a sword and cutting off our brother’s ear is not going to fix the problem.  Jesus told Peter, “put your sword back in its place…for all who draw the sword will die by the sword.” 

I personally do not want to see any more senseless school shootings on television or anywhere else and I firmly believe that schools need to be just as secure (if not more) as airports and government buildings, but trust me giving guns to teachers will not solve that problem.  It will just create more.

Remember life is a journey, my Dear Readers, let’s walk it in peace.    

Until next week,

XxOo

Cee

Hope Against Hope

Hello my Dear Readers,

     I trust you all had a wonderfully blessed weekend and that you have gotten yourselves ready for a new work week filled with new challenges, new blessings, and new adventures.  I know I am.  I have had such a wonderful weekend full of love, laughter, and joy.  I am ready to take on whatever the week has to offer!

     One of the smallest blessings that came my way was a nest full of baby rabbits.  This has been such a blessing because about three months ago, as I fed my rabbits I spoke to my Father God and I told Him, “God I would love to see my rabbits multiply.  Please, bring new life into my life, I’d love to see growth.”  I said those simple words and kept believing, hoping against hope... and low and behold, He brought forth eight!  Eight new baby rabbits, jumping, eating, playing and displaying their beautiful growth.  God answered my simplest of prayers.  And it has been amazing to see.

     So, as you make it through the week remember to hope against hope!  God told Jeremiah in Jeremiah 29:12-13 (NIV) that “when [we] call on [Him] and come and pray [He] would listen to [us]” all we need to do is “seek” Him and believe.  Call on the Lord, talk to Him in the silence of the night, in the quiet car ride to work, or even in your shower.  Remember He sees all, hears all and knows all.  If you seek Him, He will answer!

I pray many blessings over your lives as you walk your journey in Hope and I also pray that just as I saw new life come into my life, you see new life come into yours.  Live, love, laugh, dance in rain and remember, always remember you are loved!

Until next week!

XxOo

Cyndi  

My Brother's Keeper

My Dear Readers,

This week I come to you sad. It has been a sad, sad week in America. I take a moment to pause and stand in silence for all the young lives lost in the High School shooting in Florida… we all have been floored by such a horrific act. I am speechless for the first time in my life. Not because I’m shocked at the news because I have been fighting for more resources for our kids for a couple of years now but for the families that will never be the same. Yet in the midst of the chaos I cannot help but think of Cain and Abel. Since the beginning of time tragedies like these have happened. But I will say this as followers of Christ...we are our brothers’ keepers. We are the ones that are called to love and show kindness. We are the ones who need to remind this generation that the “fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom” like King Solomon said. 

So what does it mean “to fear the Lord?” It means to understand that He is God and apart from Him there is no other. It means that we should “seek peace and follow it”. We need to know that our actions will have consequences and those consequences are sometimes eternal. 

I pray for the families affected. I cry to the Lord for wisdom as I move forward as a daughter, sister, wife, mother, educator, and counselor and I take on the burden of being “my brother’s keeper.”  I will keep praying, fasting, fighting and going forward with protecting that which I love. 

Life is a journey and during our walk through it we face challenges during which time we can either run or rise, I have chosen to rise!!

So as you make it through the week rise, love and remember to fight for what you love because at the end you will be held accountable. 

Until next week, my Dear Readers I will be thinking of you guys and praying for your safety!!

XxOo,

Cyndi 

"Walking the Path Toward Our Destiny"

Hello, My Dear Readers,

Man, it has been a while but I am back with a new voice, a new vision and a new passion to write about the things I love as I connect with you, My Readers. 

For the past few weeks I have been reading a little book called, Destiny by Pastor TD Jakes and boy it has blessed me in a mighty way.  One of the chapters in the book talks about the Processes we face in our lives. How the processes are there for our growth, to push us to the next level, to allow us to stretch and bend and remember the gifts God has placed in our lives.  Only sometimes we don’t see it.  Sometimes we are like the Disciples that walked and talked to Jesus during their process and still didn’t get it.   Like 24 states that

“…as they talked and deliberated, Jesus Himself came up and walked along with them. But they could not recognize Him. [He even asked them], ‘what are you discussing so intently [about] as you walk along?’ [And] they stood still, with sadness on their faces [and spoke to Jesus about His own story, still not knowing who He was] …” It wasn’t until later that they realized they were talking to Jesus Himself. 

As simple as that story may seem, it holds a lot of truth because sometimes we stand intently and talk to ourselves trying to figure out our own story.  Not knowing that during the entire process Jesus is there to walk beside us and help us figure it out.  Jesus is the God of the process, we just have to trust Him.

So, as you make it through the week make sure to recognize the destiny God has placed in your life.  Enjoy the journey, have a conversation with Jesus and never forget you were meant for so much more! 

Be happy my Sweet Readers live, love and laugh and remember to enjoy your journey and embrace your Destiny!

XxOo,

Cyndi

Don't Look Back

Hello, My Darling Readers,

I can’t believe it’s been a week already; man does time fly!  And with each passing moment I realize more and more that in this life nothing is certain.  That is why God urges us to take one day at a time, because who with worrying can add a single inch to their stature or hair to their head, no one. 

This week I had a chance to go back to the life I thought I had or move forward towards the one that is unknown.  For several reasons, I chose the latter.  It is easy to go back to the “norm” to conform with what we thought we had.  The difficulties in life come when we move towards the mark knowing that the cost of going back is so much more damaging than anything else.  As I made my choice I thought of Lot’s wife in Genesis 19:26 where the bible says, “But Lot’s wife looked back, and she became a pillar of salt.”  She became a crystalline powder with soluble and insoluble properties; someone who would eventually harden or become vapor.  And I realize I didn’t want that for my life.

Nope!  That’s not for us, my Dear Readers!  Our motion in life is to keep moving towards the mark, towards our destiny, towards something bigger and better!  And when sad thoughts try to consume our minds and we feel the urge to just glance at what we thought we had…look at something better.  Paul tells us to think of better things, things that are “noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable” (Phil. 4:8).  So, as I made it through the week I thought of the noble acts that so many wonderful people have shown me throughout my life (JJ).  I thought of people I admire, pure people who love me unconditionally, I thought of “anything excellent or praiseworthy” and reminded myself who I serve and who holds me in the palm of His hand, and with tears inundating my eyes and thoughts racing inside my head, I moved forward.

My Dear Readers, I write this, because each of us were born with a God given purpose and I pray that as you walk this journey you remember to ask God, “what is my purpose”, and you move towards that mark without looking back!  Don’t look back!  This journey will take you to many places, enjoy the places and move forward always seeking something bigger, better for your life and those you love. No regrets, just joy.

Until Next Week, know that you will be on my mind!

XxOo,

Cyndi

Holding Space

My Sweet Piardev, this one’s for you

Hello My Sweet Readers,

I am so happy to be back today because today has truly been a soulful day, one that will definitely be written in my book of life!  You see, I woke up this morning super excited to go see my brother for his birthday.  My goal was to surprise him.  Unfortunately, the surprise was mine when half way there I get a call from my mom telling me he wasn’t home.  At that point I had two choices to either turn around or keep going.  I decided to do neither, instead I held space with my cousin Nancy and it felt great!  As I held space with her I thought of Paul when he wrote in 1 Corinthians 9:19 “For though I am free from all men, I have made myself a servant to all, that I might win more”.  Sometimes we are so busy trying to push our own agendas, that we forget to “share space” with the people in our lives that matter in order to gain more out of this life!

To hold or share space with someone means that we are “willing to walk along side them in whatever journey they are on without judging them, making them feel inadequate, trying to ‘fix’ them or impact the outcome of their lives or ours”.  It is a beautiful thing to hold space or share space with those people we love.  As I shared space with my cousin I understood that we have been on this journey together for a long time, but it wasn’t until this moment that we understood it fully.  We laughed, we cried, we shared our dreams and aspiration and we stood in silence while each of us connected to God.  We thought of our kids and held space for them as well.  It was BEautiful, as my cousin would put it and I wouldn’t trade that time for anything else in this universe. 

As you walk through this journey my Dear, Dear, Readers, never be too busy or too closed minded to share your space with someone you love, because at the end of this journey it is love that will stand the test of time.  The word of my Lord and Savior says it best when it states we “can have faith that moves mountains, but if we do not have love, we are nothing.” Let’s BE something my Dear Readers, let’s be love and light and the rest will follow!

Until Next Week,

XxOo

Cyndi

Life's Fruit

Hello, My Lovely Readers,

So, this week has been seriously interesting.  Everything I thought was going to happen didn’t and everything I didn’t want to happen did.    

It reminded me of Romans 7 when Paul states, “14 We know that the law is spiritual; but I am unspiritual, sold as a slave to sin. 15 I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do …” It was nice to read that Paul was going through my same dilemma, and still he found comfort in understanding that God was merciful, forgiving and ever graceful.  WOW!  That was a relief.

Because you see, my Dear Readers, sometimes we put loads on ourselves that God Himself doesn’t put on us and that is an awful thing.  We walk around defeated and looking at the wrong in our lives, when we should be looking at the right. 

Take the picture of the tree I shared with you this week.  That tree had been through hell and back with Hurricane Irma, yet it was still baring fruit!  It didn’t have leaves, it didn’t have structure and it was still baring fruit!  When I saw that I thought, “Hey, we can do the same.”  We can be strip away from so many things,  yet we can still have, “love, peace, joy, patience, kindness, self-control, goodness, faithfulness, and gentleness.”  In other words we can still have the Fruit of the Spirit living inside us reminding us, “you did wrong, but no worries, Jesus makes all things new.”  We have hope!  And that, my Readers, is an excellent reason to dance, sing, laugh and share our lives with others. 

Life is a journey and in this journey we WILL make mistakes, of that I am 100 percent sure.  But I am also share that the same God who forgave our sins and sent us Jesus is the same one who will restore our souls.  So, be happy.  Share a little smile, give a little shout, dance a little dance and sing a little song and when you can’t do anything else love, because love will take you through this journey and beyond!

Until next week,

XxOo

Cyndi

Pulling Out the Weeds

 Hello My Dear Readers, and welcome to my “peace” of the world. 

     This past week has been an eye opener to say the least and I have seen God turn things around in a way only He can do.  It has been amazing.  But as we all know before every rainbow there is always a little rain.   And this week’s rain has been the weeds that have been growing all around my back yard and around my rabbit and dog pens.  At one point, while I was feeding my animals I thought, “these once small weeds are going to reach my nose if I do not yank them out!”  It was awful. And those of you who truly know me know that I do not do well with heat (unless I am near water) and that I’d be terrified of anything that might come out of those weeds! Nonetheless, if I wanted to give my animals food in peace I was going to have to pull out those weeds.  So, I did.  And let me tell you, it gave me a new respect for those of you who garden and do lawn work, because it is brutal.

     As I was pulling the weeds I thought of Paul.  When he wrote in Galatians that “a little yeast, [would and could] work through the whole batch of dough” and ruin it! And I wanted to share that thought with you because sometimes in life we think, “well it’s just a little lie, a small distraction, a minor hiccup,” etc.  But before we know it the “minor” things in life turn out to be like the weeds that almost hit my nose!  So, as you make it through your week do not let the little things in your life that are bringing you down pile up.  Stop those little things, pull out those weeds, before the damage is such that you cannot repair it.

     Life is a journey my Sweet Readers and sometimes in this journey we walk through paths that are beautifully paved, with flowers and sunshine, but other times there are weeds and in those times we have to remember to “pull them out.” Don’t let the small things ruin your joy.  Let love grow in your life, let peace fill your hearts and when all else fails like hope move you along and know that you know that no garden ever looked good with weeds.

Until Next Week my Dear Readers, Take Care!

XxOo

Cyndi 

Oh! Hurricane Irma

Well my Dear Readers, I'm back and hoping these next few lines will leave you with a little ray of hope, with some kind of encouragement and with the knowledge that after the storm the sun is always lurking. 

To say we have survived Hurricane Irma is an understatement. As I ride around my neighborhood and see people's houses flooded with murky waters, destroyed roof tops, dead animals I can't help but cry. It's sad my dear readers, very sad. I'm sure if your going through the same problems you understand the sadness that overwhelms our hearts as we see so much loss. 

Yet, in the midst of tears and sadness I can't help but feel grateful that this too shall pass and that soon we will have water, electricity and the means to repair our homes. Something so many people around the world don't know or have! I'm taken by the word of God that let's us know His mercies ARE new every morning and I stand in silence asking Him to guide our paths and let us see how blessed we truly have it here in America. 

As my community of Montura Ranch Estates suffers I cling to His promises that "all things work out for our greater good, if we but love Him." And I do, I do love Him and I trust you do or will too. 

This storm is but a small reminder of how resilient humans beings can be! How amazing God made us and how strong we can become when we've lost it all and seem to have nothing else to give. 

Be hopeful my Sweet, Sweet Readers, learn to love the important things in life, like water and light! And give a little, share a little, love a lot and try to laugh every time you want to cry! God is always faithful. He is the calmer of every storm you will ever face. So, hold on to His promises! 

Until next time, I pray with all my heart that you find strength, love and peace for this journey because life is always a journey!  

XxOo

Cyndi 

When All Else Fails

I was talking to someone I admire the other days.  We were laughing about my current situation and trying to make the best of it.  Then, during our conversation, in the midst of all the laughter, he said something to this effect, “Cyndi, in times like these be grateful because now you will see who your real friends are…[in talking about his own experience he adds] I know I did.”  Those words like many I hear throughout the day resonated in my mind.  And this week as I faced new challenges, moved my daughter back to Gainesville and I sought to find meaning with everything that has been happening, I realized that “yes, I am completely imperfect,” but those who love me don’t care. They see my imperfections, they might call me out my imperfections, and they might need me to improve on my imperfections.  BUT,that’s okay because at the end they see my imperfections as something else, something different.  They know I care too much, too deep, that I over analyze every situation and that my passion to make things better sometimes appears to make things worse.  And with ALL my flaws, they text, call, come to see me, wash my dishes, bring me dessert, get me out of bed, go with me to the beach, offer me jobs, bring me flowers, kiss me on the cheek and hold me tight!  They make me see that LOVE, even in its imperfect state, covers multitude of sins, errors, and/or mistakes just like The Good Book of Life states!

So, my Dearest Most Trusted Readers, as you make it through your week, remember this: “Those who KNOW you, know you well, those who don’t never did.”  So, laugh, smile, dance, go to the beach, feel the sun, touch a raindrop, skip (yes, I wrote SKIP!  When was the last time you skipped?) and THANK those people who are always there when all else fails.  Because life is a journey and in this journey the best “thing” to have is LOVE! Because with LOVE ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE!

Until Next Week, My Sweet Readers, enjoy your Journey, count every skip and remember to thank those who have shown you love.

XxOo

Cyndi

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens…"

(This one goes out to my Flaco, I will miss our “Yup, that’s a Cuban for you,” chats…Sweetie, if you are truly reading my chats…please, strive higher, reach new heights and know that in this world, you have someone who believes in your unlimited potential that isn’t your dad!) 

Well, I am back this week, a little earlier than expected, but I guess that is a great thing since a few weeks ago I was behind in our little chats. This week has been quite eventful to say the least and it has reminded me of something my daddy always says, “life is a balance, Nena, and you must always look to find that balance.”  It has also reminded me of the 3rd chapter of Ecclesiastes where King Salomon warns us that there is a time for everything and that every activity under the sun has its allotted time. I do not say it enough, but I want to urge you my sweet readers, to read the good book of life. It has something for every occasion of our lives.  This week it serves as a reminder that sometimes we laugh, and sometimes we cry until we can not cry any more, and both are essential for our growth: spiritually, emotionally and physically.  Especially, since with each passing event one really sees what people are made of overall.

Today, for the first time in 24 years I wasn’t there on the “First Day of School,” and as I woke up at my usual time, I realized how much I had changed as an educator.  I noticed that my first thought, like always, was the students, then it quickly shifted towards the teachers, the ones that really make a difference in the classroom.  Tears rolled down my eyes because I realized that on Sunday I had the opportunity to laugh, and today, was my time to cry.  I love my team, I wish them best and as they make this year a memorable one I pray they will hold on to their ideals as educators and understand that each student is another opportunity for them to change the society in which we live.

Life is all about balance, teachers must respect students, but students must respect teachers.  Administrators must lead, and teachers must follow, but each must remember to hold their integrity intact.  A balance. 

As you finish off this week my most treasured readers, remember this…in this life rather you are laughing or crying, living or dying, dancing or still, you have a choice to choose your path, your destiny, so DO NOT allow anyone to take away your joy, your love and your willingness to help and be helped.  Remember your balance, keep your eyes on the path and do not go astray.  Everyone was born with a God given talent, something that is uniquely theirs.  Find your talent my dear readers, use it and never let go of it.  For years and years, I thought my talent was educating.  I LOVED PUBLIC EDUCATION and I thought my talent in life was to educate, to instruct and/or to guide the future generation of both students and teachers.  Yet, as I walked away from what I felt was a battle field and I was stopped by numerous hugs, tears and words of encouragement, something stood out.  It was my Flaco’s words that resignated in my mind this morning when he looked at me with his sad eyes, and his wrinkled little clothes and told me, “keep writing, don’t let anything stop you from writing.”  He didn’t mention anything about education.  All he wanted me to do was to keep writing.  Of all the conversations, we had had these past two years, he never once gave me advice to that level of intensity.  Imagine, he left me speechless for a minute because I don’t think he knew what his words meant to me as I walk away with my heart in my hands. 

So, you see my Dear Readers, life is a journey and in this journey sometimes we are walking on the sidewalk, sometimes we are swimming in calm or turbulent waters, and sometimes we are on a tight rope trying to keep our balance.  Wherever it is that you find yourselves this week, remember… “don’t stop writing,” in other words, don’t stop doing what you love.  Who knows, maybe in the process you will find your niche!

Until Sunday, hope you enjoyed our Chat…

XxOo,

Cyndi

 

What is Gold?

 Hello, my sweet readers, once again I have been blessed to come into your homes, chit chat with through my blog and share with you my most treasured thoughts. I hope my words this week will find you well and that you truly understand the immense joy I feel when I am able to chit chat with you!  It has been a blessing to me as well as for hundreds of people who have shared, commented and really gotten into our chats.  From the bottom of my heart, I thank you!

Today, August 5, 2017, we have had the most wonderful privilege to share with our family and friends my mom and dad’s 50th wedding anniversary. Their golden 50th!   It was a pure blessing.   And for those of you who were able to come and witness it, am sure it was a sweet reminder what love can and should look like after 50 years of marriage. 

As I mediate on the day’s events and I analyze the process of gold I cannot help but tie it into a bible verse that states that in this life we will be tried and tested, placed through the fire itself, but in the end, we will come out as good as Gold.  It also made me think about the process of making gold itself.  The making of Gold. you see,  is actually complex.  According to an article entitled How Products are Madegold is one of the oldest metals used by humans, it has been both the reason for people to share and fight, and in many cases, die over.  However, with all its complexities, it is also very malleable, once it has suffered major, major amounts of heat.  Somewhat like marriage itself. 

So you see, my Dear Readers, to celebrate 50 years of love means that we have to learn to be patient, kind, not easily angered or grudge holding, not boastful and never ever proud.  It is something that to me, without Christ, is nearly impossible.  However, it has been done by amazing people like my parents, my grandparents and many others I know and have loved in the faith.  To witness it, well what can I say?  It has been an eye opener, a small reminder to keep going, even when the going gets tough.

So, as you make it through the week, my Dear Readers, think of the process of gold, the immense heat it has to face, and its malleable properties.  Then, ask yourself, “will I make it with the person I love for 50 years?”  If the answer is yes, then put that relationship in prayer, bow before the one who gives it life and honor the God who will be with you even through the fire.  And know that you will experience a love of a life time and those around you will understand the true properties of gold.  Because gold isn’t something we just wear around our fingers, necks or ears, it is something we carry with us in our souls.  It is that one selfless thing that leads us to repentance and helps us be better people.   And if the answer to that question is no or it comes with doubts or fears, then run like the wind and never look back because perfect love cast out all fears.  Everyone deserves to be happy, but not everyone knows how to be happy.  That is why understanding life’s complexities is a necessity. 

Until next time, be happy my Dear Readers, know that life is a journey and in this journey, you will face the fire.  So enjoy the it, give thanks in the malleable moments, and never, ever lose hope.  Who knows maybe the next 50th celebration will be yours!

Until Next Week,

XoXo

Cyndi 

Welcome to America

  I was listening to a few stories the other days of people who have actually crossed the border to make it to America.  They describe the days before crossing the border, the immense fear they felt as they got closer and the few days (for some hours) until they were allowed to walk across a bridge and make it to our lands.  One vivid description that they tell is the point where they get to the actually borderline and see the words “Welcome to America”.  They tell how when they saw those words one of them became speechless and the other wanted to cry.  Then they heard the words spoken by the guard as they made it through, “Welcome to America,” and despite the hard aches, despite the fears, despite the memories both good and bad they were leaving behind they knew that those words meant they would be able to have a new life here, a better one, a free one.  As they narrated their stories and water filled their eyes, I could not help but feel a sense of compassion, a sense of love and admiration for them.  They left everything behind, all they held dear because they knew if they made it passed that border all would be well.  I couldn’t sleep that night thinking of the people who make it to our shores wanting a better life. I couldn’t sleep thinking of how much I loved my kids and what I would do if things got so bad here in America causing them to flee elsewhere, and I couldn’t sleep because of the overwhelming gratitude I felt that God would allow me to be born in such a wonderful country, and be able to meet such AMAZING people!  People who actually remind us what it is to be in America: the home of the brave and the land of the free.  I wish I could take these kids with me and introduce them to everyone I know, and allow them to share their stories.  It has been such a blessing in my life.  Hearing, visualizing and being part of something so grand is a true blessing.

     As I listened to them I could not help but think of Noemi and Ruth who stood by each other even in the roughest of times, who ventured together for the sake of both their lives, and who were eventually compensated for all their troubles once Ruth caught the eye of Boaz.  It is a great thing to believe in hope.  The bible says that even after all else fails, our faith should not fail, it should remain strong and if we do not grow weary we will see the Welcoming sign of Jesus Christ.  To live with such hope is an amazing thing, to walk in such faith is even better.  Bad times will come, resources might be scarce, we may lose people we love along the way, but at the end, good always prevails, at the end we can cross our borders and make it to the other side of the street, the mountain, the bridge and know we are in a better place.

…. So, as life carries you along this journey always count your blessings, never lose hope and remember that you are in America, a land of opportunities, a land of chances, a land of hope.  It may not be a perfect land, we may have a lot to go or fix, but at the end we are here on the other side of that line and we should be grateful for that.  I can talk forever about the many stories I have heard in my life time in regards to people coming to America to look for and seek out a better life, but I will leave it for another chat. 

     Today, I want to take a minute to thank you for reading my blogs every week. I want to thank God for allowing me to be in a country where I can write them, and I want to thank all the people who have pushed me to live, walk in, and create the American dream!  We are in America, my sweet readers, and while it may not be perfect, it is a land still sought after.  So, as you make it through your week, be grateful for this great country and enjoy your journey!!  After all you only live once, so live it gracefully!

Until next Week,

XOXOX  

Happiness is Key

I was listening to and reading a short discussion Jada P. Smith was having on the relevance of being happy as a mother. She was basically saying that happy moms make happy homes and if "Momma ain't happy," pretty much no one is happy. In essence she ended with the message that everyone needs to find their own happiness and as they do everything else would fall into place. I couldn't help but think about those words and the many years I had to raise two wonderful kids. I know for me seeing them happy was my motivation for going back to school, fighting for what they needed and pushing forward even on my darkest days. However, none of that mattered to them. What mattered was the memories we made along the way. The vacations we took. The nights we spent laughing, singing, joking, talking, etc. What mattered to them was seeing us (as a family) happy. They were happy when I was happy. 

Today, as we create new memories and we spend time with new additions to our family, I can see that same sense of happiness. The laughter that has flowed through our small camper this week has been irreplaceable. The joy, the shouts, the tears, the LOVE has been unforgettable. This is what matters most in life. Seasons come and go the word of God says, but love ️ love endures forever. And the joy we bring into it is our strength. 

So, as you make your way through this week my Sweet readers remember one thing. Happiness is key to everything you do. The word of God puts it best when it states that in all things we should give thanks for this is the will of God concerning you! You have to be happy in order for those around you to be happy. Happiness is contagious, it's intoxicating and at its very best it brings laughter and that laughter strengthens your soul! Be happy, love those around you and know that in this life we take with us only what we leave behind... leave behind unforgettable memories, leave behind love beyond measure, leave behind joy and happiness will follow those you loved the most! 

Life's a journey my Dears don't forget to make the best out of every situation and wholeheartedly hold on to that key! 

Until next week...

XOXO

Think on These Things

This week has been one of those hectic weeks that we all seem to face from time to time.  Everything appeared to be going wrong and the more I tried to fix things the more complicated it seemed things were getting.  I received bad news after bad news and the last straw that seemed to culminate the week, well it is not even worth talking about.  Just when I thought the week couldn’t get any worse I stumbled upon something that, guess what?  Yeah, you got it, put the last nail in the coffin.  That’s when I threw my hands in the air and started sulking, crying and even trying to scream!  Then, I stopped dead in my tracks and I made myself reflect. 

I recalled a verse in Philippians 4 (I believe) that deals with moments like these.  Moments when life appears to be going from bad to worse, and it says something like this.  When bad things start to crowd our minds, we should STOP and think of whatever its true, whatever is honest, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is worth reporting, whatever has virtue, and whatever is worth our praise.  And so, before I started to wallow in my self-pity I began to think of all the truths in my life, of all the justice that I do see in the world, of all the people that I love and that love me back, of all the good things God has done and I have seen, of the virtue that so many do have and everything literally started to change.  I got a text from someone I love deeply telling me, out of the blue…these three simple words, “I love you.”  I received help both at home and at work from excellent, beloved co-workers, someone bought me a present, I got to spend time with my mom, my daughter, my sister and the list goes on!  When my attitude changed to gratitude everything started changing.

So, you see my dear readers, sometimes life throws us some rotten lemons not even worth making lemonade with!  Sometimes we face challenges that we never even thought possible, and sometimes life feels better curled up in a ball in a small corner of our rooms…Nonetheless, there is always hope!  There is always good in the world.  There are always some “I love you,” texts that come from out of the blue, and we all have that one person that brightens up our day!   So, the next time life tries to throws you curve balls, think of all that is good, all that is pure, all that is perfect in your life.  Wake up happy, put on some music, dance, pray, praise, relax, feel the air that you are breathing and know that every day is a new day and things do get better.

As always, I like to end my chats with the small reminder that life is a journey… enjoy the view, feel the sun and swim in a cool pool of water when possible.  You deserve it.  Until next week my sweet readers, have a bless day, make a list of positive things to think about, and pull it out every time you need it!   

Be Yourself

   When I was little I wanted everyone to like me. So, when I even thought someone was being ugly to me I'd go crying to my Sweet Momma. One day, after wiping my tears she asked me a simple question, "are you a Bon-Bon?" I looked at her confused and quickly answered, "No". "That's right," she responded, "and even if you were, not everyone likes chocolate. So, Cyndi has to be Cyndi, no one 'needs' to like you, but you." Since that moment those words have been glued to my psyche. From that moment I have been me, no explanations needed. Let me tell you, those words have been a source of comfort especially in moments when I refused to confirm to the norm. I was thinking of my Sweet Momma this morning and the wisdom she has both spoken and shown me over the years and the following came to mind. 

    There is a verse in God's word that urges us to worry about what God thinks of us not other people. Especially since people can hurt our feelings or thoughts but ultimately it is God who will determine our soul's eternity. I find comfort in that because I know who I am in Christ. I am an imperfect, overly emotional, dramatic mess and still I know He listens to me every night and wants to hear from me every morning. 

    So you see my Sweet readers we might not be every one's cup of tea, but we are the apple of God's eye, we are above and never beneath, we are heirs of a kingdom that can not be bought with silver or gold. And even on our worse days that's what we have to recall. So, every day strive to please the giver of life, work to walk in His path and never, never forget eternity belongs to Him. No one else. 

    Being yourself is hard, but those that truly get you don't need explanations and the God that created you doesn't need any excuses. So you be you knowing that He is God. Live happy, be blessed and don't forget life is a journey, enjoy the Sunshine ️ 

Talk to you next week! I can't wait!!! 

Calling all Dads

Today is Father's Day and of course I can not help, but recall the special moments I have spent with the men in my life from fishing with my Abuelo Lipo and having life long conversations with him to spending countless hours with my Abuelo Edelmiro learning about my family, my heritage and my his journey to America I have been blessed and I am eternally grateful! But none compares to the words of wisdom, the support, the love and the constant encouragement I have felt, had and experienced with my dad. My first true love & hero! The man that has taught me how to be loved by loving my mom for almost 50 years now! I'm truly blessed!!! 

As I think of my blessings I can not help but think of the grave value dads have and/or their importance in our family structure. The Bible calls them patriarchs, carriers of the truth, guardians of those under them. Hebrews 11 describes fathers as men who pleased God, heirs of righteousness, passers of the faith, promise keepers, game changers, and highly esteemed! I'm telling you that's no easy list!! 

So, to all the wonderful fathers or grandfathers out there reading, to the future fathers or patriarchs of entire families I leave you with this...understand your worth, hold on to your values and remember your words can move mountains and remain inside the hearts of your listeners for generations to come. God has called you to greatness! Pick up your shield and stand. I will forever be my Abuelo Lipo's sweetie, my Abuelo Edelmiro's nena and my daddy's little girl and no one can strip those titles away from me no matter how hard my life gets! So, speak words of love, encouragement, faith and hope to those you love and your legacy will always be remembered!!

As always I am grateful for the time you have allowed me to have in your life. I pray that God's love and favor follow you throughout your week and I can not close without reminding you that life is a journey! Enjoy the view!!

Until next week, "Chao!"