Saturday, April 28, 2012
Be of good cheer
Monday, April 23, 2012
Song of Solomon 8
We have a little sister,
And she has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
In the day when she is spoken for?
9 If she is a wall,
We will build upon her
A battlement of silver;
And if she is a door,
We will enclose her
With boards of cedar.
And she has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
In the day when she is spoken for?
9 If she is a wall,
We will build upon her
A battlement of silver;
And if she is a door,
We will enclose her
With boards of cedar.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
My darling from the lions
Lord, how long wilt thou look on?
Rescue my soul from their destructions,
My darling from the lions.
(Psalm 35:17)
Rescue my soul from their destructions,
My darling from the lions.
(Psalm 35:17)
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Poema 18
Aquí te amo.
En los oscuros pinos se desenreda el viento.
Fosforece la luna sobre las aguas errantes.
Andan días iguales persiguiéndose.
Se desciñe la niebla en danzantes figuras.
Una gaviota de plata se descuelga del ocaso.
A veces una vela. Altas, altas, estrellas.
O la cruz negra de un barco.
Solo.
A veces amanezco, y hasta mi alma está húmeda.
Suena, resuena el mar lejano.
Este es un puerto.
Aquí te amo.
Aquí te amo y en vano te oculta el horizonte.
Te estoy amando aun entra estas frías cosas.
A veces van mis besos en esos barcos graves,
que corren por el mar hacia donde no llegan.
Ya me veo olvidado como estas viejas anclas.
Son más tristes los muelles cuando atraca la tarde.
Se fatiga mi vida inútilmente hambrienta.
Amo lo que no tengo. Estás tú tan distante.
Mi hastío forcejea con los lentos crepúsculos.
Pero la noche llena y comienza a cantarme.
La luna hace girar su rodaje de sueño.
Me miran con tus ojos las estrellas más grandes.
Y como yo te amo, los pinos en el viento,
quieren cantar tu nombre con sus hojas de alambre.
Pablo Neruda
En los oscuros pinos se desenreda el viento.
Fosforece la luna sobre las aguas errantes.
Andan días iguales persiguiéndose.
Se desciñe la niebla en danzantes figuras.
Una gaviota de plata se descuelga del ocaso.
A veces una vela. Altas, altas, estrellas.
O la cruz negra de un barco.
Solo.
A veces amanezco, y hasta mi alma está húmeda.
Suena, resuena el mar lejano.
Este es un puerto.
Aquí te amo.
Aquí te amo y en vano te oculta el horizonte.
Te estoy amando aun entra estas frías cosas.
A veces van mis besos en esos barcos graves,
que corren por el mar hacia donde no llegan.
Ya me veo olvidado como estas viejas anclas.
Son más tristes los muelles cuando atraca la tarde.
Se fatiga mi vida inútilmente hambrienta.
Amo lo que no tengo. Estás tú tan distante.
Mi hastío forcejea con los lentos crepúsculos.
Pero la noche llena y comienza a cantarme.
La luna hace girar su rodaje de sueño.
Me miran con tus ojos las estrellas más grandes.
Y como yo te amo, los pinos en el viento,
quieren cantar tu nombre con sus hojas de alambre.
Pablo Neruda
Friday, March 2, 2012
Nereum
"Our early youth is like a flower at dawn with a lovely dewdrop in its cup, harmoniously and pensively reflecting everything that surrounds it. But soon the sun rises over the horizon, and the dewdrop evaporates; with it vanish the fantasies of life, and now it becomes a question whether or not man is able to produce -by his own efforts as does the nereum - a drop that may represent the fruit of his life."
---Soren Kierkegaard in Either/Or
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Soneto 81
Ya eres mía. Reposa con tu sueño en mi sueño.
Amor, dolor, trabajos, deben dormir ahora.
Gira la noche sobre sus invisibles ruedas
y junto a mí eres pura como el ámbar dormido.
Ninguna más, amor, dormirá con mis sueños.
Irás, iremos juntos por las aguas del tiempo.
Ninguna viajará por la sombra conmigo,
sólo tú, siempreviva, siempre sol, siempre luna.
Ya tus manos abrieron los puños delicados
y dejaron caer suaves signos sin rumbo,
tus ojos se cerraron como dos alas grises,
mientras yo sigo el agua que llevas y me lleva:
la noche, el mundo, el viento devanan su destino,
y ya no soy sin ti sino sólo tu sueño.
----Pablo Neruda
Amor, dolor, trabajos, deben dormir ahora.
Gira la noche sobre sus invisibles ruedas
y junto a mí eres pura como el ámbar dormido.
Ninguna más, amor, dormirá con mis sueños.
Irás, iremos juntos por las aguas del tiempo.
Ninguna viajará por la sombra conmigo,
sólo tú, siempreviva, siempre sol, siempre luna.
Ya tus manos abrieron los puños delicados
y dejaron caer suaves signos sin rumbo,
tus ojos se cerraron como dos alas grises,
mientras yo sigo el agua que llevas y me lleva:
la noche, el mundo, el viento devanan su destino,
y ya no soy sin ti sino sólo tu sueño.
----Pablo Neruda
Monday, February 20, 2012
Too deep for words
In the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.
(Romans 8:26)
It's amazing how the Lord pops the right Bible verses in my heart when I need them the most.
Thanks for praying for us constantly.
"I pray that she may find the joy of life again.
I pray that she might regain her first love.
Open her eyes. Open her heart. For You miss her so.
Cause her to see You and treasure You to the uttermost."
(Romans 8:26)
It's amazing how the Lord pops the right Bible verses in my heart when I need them the most.
Thanks for praying for us constantly.
"I pray that she may find the joy of life again.
I pray that she might regain her first love.
Open her eyes. Open her heart. For You miss her so.
Cause her to see You and treasure You to the uttermost."
Perspective
"I was blind, but now I see."
Sometimes I have to remind myself to put things into perspective.
My life is linked with God's plan.
Lord, show the greater scheme of life. I want to understand Your heart.
Sometimes I have to remind myself to put things into perspective.
My life is linked with God's plan.
Lord, show the greater scheme of life. I want to understand Your heart.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Grace
But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me (2Corinthians 12:9).
Growing up
"Like it or not, we are role models to our students. We must assume responsibilities for our actions."
"Don't be too hard on yourself. We all make mistakes."
"Take risks. Get out of your comfort zone. This is a safe space to grow."
"Don't be too hard on yourself. We all make mistakes."
"Take risks. Get out of your comfort zone. This is a safe space to grow."
Vida
"Mi vida, no hallarás
en el pozo en que caes
lo que guardo yo para ti en la altura:
un ramo de jazmines con rocío,
un beso más profundo que tu abismo."
-- Pablo Neruda
en el pozo en que caes
lo que guardo yo para ti en la altura:
un ramo de jazmines con rocío,
un beso más profundo que tu abismo."
-- Pablo Neruda
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Quote
"God ALWAYS uses imperfect people in imperfect situations to accomplish His perfect will."----Rick Warren in The Purpose Driven Church
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Lo, a rose e'er blooming
[A free-flowing sonnet dedicated to the Bride]
Lo, a rose e'er blooming,
nested among thorns.
Your Beloved came and sought thee
pricked His hands and feet,
stained thee
and infused
life unto thee
through redemption, death, and salvation.
O perfect rose e'er blooming,
O bright star e'er shinning,
O vast field e'er growing,
Thy captivating beauty
has made Thy Beloved
Rejoice over thee.
Lo, a rose e'er blooming,
nested among thorns.
Your Beloved came and sought thee
pricked His hands and feet,
stained thee
and infused
life unto thee
through redemption, death, and salvation.
O perfect rose e'er blooming,
O bright star e'er shinning,
O vast field e'er growing,
Thy captivating beauty
has made Thy Beloved
Rejoice over thee.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Word of the day
Resilience [rɪˈzɪlɪəns] - The idea of an individual's tendency to cope with stress and adversity. This coping may result in the individual “bouncing back” to a previous state of normal functioning, or using the experience of exposure to adversity to produce a “steeling effect” and function better than expected. Resilience is most commonly understood as a process, and not a trait of an individual (definition à la Wikipedia).
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Dia de Enero
"Ya vas a ver como van sanando poco a poco tus heridas."
Deep inside, I'm still the introverted girl that loves Shakira songs, history books and good poetry.
Some things never change.
Monday, November 28, 2011
The Great Yearning
I've been thinking a lot about eternity lately.
I believe that hope is essential for a happy and healthy Christian life, specially for the down-trodden and the broken-hearted. Hope keeps my heart from falling into the pit of despair.
There is something about eternity that really captures my heart. I came up with three main points of why I look forward to eternity.
1. The fulfillment of God's dream and my dream. The church will be complete. New Jerusalem is the culmination of God's plan. I look forward to that epic moment of the manifestation of the bride --when New Jerusalem descends from heaven to earth. The bride will be in her full splendour and glory. Although the Bible mentions that there will be no more tears, that day I will shed tears of exuberant joy. I strive for God's dream everyday.
2. The restoration of broken relationships. I must admit that this is one of the main reasons why I look forward to eternity: the family reunion in the clouds. No more separation. No more misunderstandings. No more sorrows and tears. All the saints will dwell in love and harmony with God. The verses in Psalm 133 resonate within me as I write these words.
3. The hope of the better things to come. The failures and the temporal nature of this world convinces me that there must be far better things to come. What we live is merely a shadow of eternity.
"...for the former things have passed away" (Revelation 21:4).
"Behold I am making all things new" (Revelation 21:5).
Rejoice! For eternity is at hand. Let us all enjoy our journey Home.
I believe that hope is essential for a happy and healthy Christian life, specially for the down-trodden and the broken-hearted. Hope keeps my heart from falling into the pit of despair.
There is something about eternity that really captures my heart. I came up with three main points of why I look forward to eternity.
1. The fulfillment of God's dream and my dream. The church will be complete. New Jerusalem is the culmination of God's plan. I look forward to that epic moment of the manifestation of the bride --when New Jerusalem descends from heaven to earth. The bride will be in her full splendour and glory. Although the Bible mentions that there will be no more tears, that day I will shed tears of exuberant joy. I strive for God's dream everyday.
2. The restoration of broken relationships. I must admit that this is one of the main reasons why I look forward to eternity: the family reunion in the clouds. No more separation. No more misunderstandings. No more sorrows and tears. All the saints will dwell in love and harmony with God. The verses in Psalm 133 resonate within me as I write these words.
3. The hope of the better things to come. The failures and the temporal nature of this world convinces me that there must be far better things to come. What we live is merely a shadow of eternity.
"...for the former things have passed away" (Revelation 21:4).
"Behold I am making all things new" (Revelation 21:5).
Rejoice! For eternity is at hand. Let us all enjoy our journey Home.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
De la Vida del Cielo
Alma región luciente,
prado de bienandanza, que ni al hielo
ni con el rayo ardiente
fallece, fértil suelo,
producidor eterno de consuelo;
de púrpura y de nieve
florida, la cabeza coronado,
a dulces pastos mueve,
sin honda ni cayado,
el buen Pastor en ti su hato amado;
él va y en pos dichosas
le siguen sus ovejas, do las pace
con inmortales rosas,
con flor que siempre nace
y cuanto más se goza más renace;
y dentro a la montaña
del alto bien las guía; ya en la vena
del gozo fiel las baña
y les da mesa llena,
pastor y pasto él solo, y suerte buena.
---Fray Luis de León
prado de bienandanza, que ni al hielo
ni con el rayo ardiente
fallece, fértil suelo,
producidor eterno de consuelo;
de púrpura y de nieve
florida, la cabeza coronado,
a dulces pastos mueve,
sin honda ni cayado,
el buen Pastor en ti su hato amado;
él va y en pos dichosas
le siguen sus ovejas, do las pace
con inmortales rosas,
con flor que siempre nace
y cuanto más se goza más renace;
y dentro a la montaña
del alto bien las guía; ya en la vena
del gozo fiel las baña
y les da mesa llena,
pastor y pasto él solo, y suerte buena.
---Fray Luis de León
Monday, November 21, 2011
Be anxious for nothing
Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication,
with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God;
and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding,
will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7
This verse helped me a lot today.
I'm glad everything is now solved. I can move on happily in life.
God is so good to me :D
with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God;
and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding,
will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7
This verse helped me a lot today.
I'm glad everything is now solved. I can move on happily in life.
God is so good to me :D