the priceless value of knowing Jesus.

I started stressing over my hectic life this past week. Feeling a bit overwhelmed. So I got up this morning dependent on time with the Lord and desperately needing to be alone with Him. He definitely satisfies.   

“WHATEVER HAPPENS, my dear brothers and sisters, rejoice in the Lord.” 

I must rely on what Jesus has done for me, putting NO confidence in human effort. Everything else is worthless compared with the infinite value of knowing Jesus. So I have thrown away everything else, counting it as nothing, so that I could gain EVERYTHING in Christ.

“For God’s way of making us right with Himself depends on faith.” 

Philippians 3….thanks Paul. :]

No stress. 



SPRING BREAK 2012
MIAMI, FL.
Roadtrips. Atlanta. Cuban food. Rooftop excursions at 1am. Beach. Condos. Cafe con leche. Walks with Heather y abuela. Abuela #1. Abuela #2. Abuela #3. Super Abuela. Cherry the mean dog. Ivet’s sweet mom. Josué. Dolphin Mall. Midnight watching the airplanes on top of Heather’s car. Call Me Maybe music videos. Pastelitos. Spanish radio stations. Stopping at a boonies gas station and playing soccer. Miami sunsets. Alex, Dairon, Matt. Evelyn. Sunburns. Eventually tans. Gas money. Ivet with coffee in her system. Rainy days. Videotaping. Principe de Paz. Starbucks. Soccer in parking lots at midnight. New friendships. Old friendships. Gelato. Nursing homes. Ignored alarm clocks. Daniel singing Adele. Talented aged wonders (my Cuban, Spanish, English and French speaking friend). Alex’s yacht. The Awkward Game. Playing “lava” at a playground at midnight. Language barriers. Breaking barriers. Ivet’s wise and strong dad. Evy’s reaction to Miami Heat. God in the beach. God in the sunsets. Sardines. Running from the pot-smoking scoundrels. Mango juice. That Brazilian wanna be Italian restaurant. Daniel sleeping (all the time). Chris. Sir Pizza. $11 for that tiny little dessert. Evelyn’s ice cream. Dancing flowers. Frozen yogurt. Throwing pen caps and pills at Heather on top of the bridge. Shopping. Forever 21. Denny’s. Heather’s blueberry fried dough. Muerte en Hawaii. Ivet’s necklaces for us. IHOP. Quintaz. Dropping the naked Jamaican statue. Catching the naked Jamaican statue. Blasting old school music. Everywhere? Everywhere. Alex’s car. Zoom Zoom. Picking up Dairon from work. Colombian restaurants. Different sleeping arrangements every night. “The Raven.” Coconuts on the beach. Guava ice cream. Cuban crackers. Abuela trying to fix the curtains for 15 minutes. Josué cracking up at “Is anybody naked?!”. Beyblades. Starburst jellybeans. Churro cereal. Pollo Tropical. Bubbles. Olive Garden. Filming for the blog. Testimonies. Car ride cuddling. Stomachaches. Rapping. Eminem. Bienvenidos a Miami. Kovu. Ivet’s dad’s baby pictures. Devos. The view from Ivet’s mom’s house. “What floor do you need? …”Uhh..”. Spilling gas all over the car. Learning how to pump gas. Fun.. Jamming sessions. Tickle attacks. Spanish everywhere we went. Playgrounds. What’s Your Moon game. Deep conversations. Watching Friends. Naps. Late nights. Switching sun glasses. Painting nails in public. Smiles from joggers. The Jesus looking surfer. Tarzan on the beach. Redeeming Love. Drawing in the car. The worm game. iTouch games. Warm weather. Breezes. God’s perfect timing and plans. Ivet translating during church. Spanish conversations with a 98 year old brilliant lady. Dying camers. Conversations around Evy’s table. Beach walks. Ab workouts. Materva soda. Breakfast at Heather’s. Mia. Tiny. Tiny’s determination to destroy David. Meowing. The communal tank top. Improved Spanish. Old couples getting enjoyment from our laughter. Bathroom stops. Sketchy gas stations. Conversation with strangers about my age. Chinese food. Trying to communicate with Super Abuela. Spanish soap operas. Pictures on the beach. Our new found obsession with tanning oil.
#ReflectHim

SPRING BREAK 2012

MIAMI, FL.

Roadtrips. Atlanta. Cuban food. Rooftop excursions at 1am. Beach. Condos. Cafe con leche. Walks with Heather y abuela. Abuela #1. Abuela #2. Abuela #3. Super Abuela. Cherry the mean dog. Ivet’s sweet mom. Josué. Dolphin Mall. Midnight watching the airplanes on top of Heather’s car. Call Me Maybe music videos. Pastelitos. Spanish radio stations. Stopping at a boonies gas station and playing soccer. Miami sunsets. Alex, Dairon, Matt. Evelyn. Sunburns. Eventually tans. Gas money. Ivet with coffee in her system. Rainy days. Videotaping. Principe de Paz. Starbucks. Soccer in parking lots at midnight. New friendships. Old friendships. Gelato. Nursing homes. Ignored alarm clocks. Daniel singing Adele. Talented aged wonders (my Cuban, Spanish, English and French speaking friend). Alex’s yacht. The Awkward Game. Playing “lava” at a playground at midnight. Language barriers. Breaking barriers. Ivet’s wise and strong dad. Evy’s reaction to Miami Heat. God in the beach. God in the sunsets. Sardines. Running from the pot-smoking scoundrels. Mango juice. That Brazilian wanna be Italian restaurant. Daniel sleeping (all the time). Chris. Sir Pizza. $11 for that tiny little dessert. Evelyn’s ice cream. Dancing flowers. Frozen yogurt. Throwing pen caps and pills at Heather on top of the bridge. Shopping. Forever 21. Denny’s. Heather’s blueberry fried dough. Muerte en Hawaii. Ivet’s necklaces for us. IHOP. Quintaz. Dropping the naked Jamaican statue. Catching the naked Jamaican statue. Blasting old school music. Everywhere? Everywhere. Alex’s car. Zoom Zoom. Picking up Dairon from work. Colombian restaurants. Different sleeping arrangements every night. “The Raven.” Coconuts on the beach. Guava ice cream. Cuban crackers. Abuela trying to fix the curtains for 15 minutes. Josué cracking up at “Is anybody naked?!”. Beyblades. Starburst jellybeans. Churro cereal. Pollo Tropical. Bubbles. Olive Garden. Filming for the blog. Testimonies. Car ride cuddling. Stomachaches. Rapping. Eminem. Bienvenidos a Miami. Kovu. Ivet’s dad’s baby pictures. Devos. The view from Ivet’s mom’s house. “What floor do you need? …”Uhh..”. Spilling gas all over the car. Learning how to pump gas. Fun.. Jamming sessions. Tickle attacks. Spanish everywhere we went. Playgrounds. What’s Your Moon game. Deep conversations. Watching Friends. Naps. Late nights. Switching sun glasses. Painting nails in public. Smiles from joggers. The Jesus looking surfer. Tarzan on the beach. Redeeming Love. Drawing in the car. The worm game. iTouch games. Warm weather. Breezes. God’s perfect timing and plans. Ivet translating during church. Spanish conversations with a 98 year old brilliant lady. Dying camers. Conversations around Evy’s table. Beach walks. Ab workouts. Materva soda. Breakfast at Heather’s. Mia. Tiny. Tiny’s determination to destroy David. Meowing. The communal tank top. Improved Spanish. Old couples getting enjoyment from our laughter. Bathroom stops. Sketchy gas stations. Conversation with strangers about my age. Chinese food. Trying to communicate with Super Abuela. Spanish soap operas. Pictures on the beach. Our new found obsession with tanning oil.

#ReflectHim

You are not to do anything to be happy. In fact you have done too much to become unhappy. If you want to be unhappy, do too much. If you want to be happy, allow things, allow things to be. Rest, relax, and be in a letgo. Letgo is the secret of life. Letgo is the secret of religion. Letgo is the greatest secret. When you are in a letgo many things, millions of things, start happening. They were already happening but you were never aware.
— Osho  (via twotonmantaray)
Reblogged from vegetables & oxygen
…and finally you begin to realize that the safest thing you can do feels risky and the RISKIEST thing you can do is play it safe. Once recognized, the quiet yet persistant voice of curiosity doesn’t go away. EVER. And perhaps it’s such curiosity that will lead us to distinguish our own GREATNESS from the MEDIOCRITY that stares us in the face.
— Seth Godin
Its warm and 70 degrees in Lynchburg, VA today. But this is where my heart is…
California :)

Its warm and 70 degrees in Lynchburg, VA today. But this is where my heart is…

California :)

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To Build A Home by The Cinematic Orchestra

Listen while next to a fire…sipping coffee. Or when thats where you’d rather be. 

Rapid Change

Seth Godin knows business…but even more so he knows unity. He knows how to bring people together. I’ve been reading his book Tribes & I’ve gained so much insight from what he has to say. I couldn’t help but jot these things down… 

Use your passion and ideas to lead people. 

The movement happens when people talk to one another, when ideas spread within the community, and when peer support (as opposed to peer pressure - provide means) leads people to do what they always knew was the right thing. 

Great leaders create movements by empowering the tribe to communicate. They establish he foundation for people to make connections, as opposed to commanding people to follow them. 

Selfless outlook, build up others not yourself.

[Life is too short to fight the forces of change. Life’s too short to hate what you do all day. Life’s wayyy too short to make mediocre stuff. Standard = mediocre]

Inspire others to change the rules. Thrive.

Discipleship is not limited to what you can comprehend - it must transcend all comprehension. Plunge into the deep waters beyond your own comprehension, and I will help you to comprehend even as I do. Bewilderment is the true comprehension. NOT TO KNOW WHERE YOU ARE GOING IS THE TRUE KNOWLEDGE. My comprehension transcends yours. Thus Abraham went forth from his father and not knowing whither he went. He trusted himself to my knowledge, and cared not for his own, and thus he took the right road and came to his journey’s end. Behold, that is the way of the cross. You cannot find it yourself, so you must let me lead you as though you were a blind man. Wherefore it is not you, no man, no living creature, but I myself, who instruct you by my word and Spirit in the way you should go. Not the work you choose, not the suffering you devise, but the road which is clean contrary to all that you choose or contrive or desire - that is the road you must take. To that I call you and in that you must be my disciple. If you do that, there is the acceptable time and there your master is come.
— Martin Luther (quoted by Bonhoeffer)
Reblogged from Write Standing Up.