- Cuando me vuelvo chiquita, Vos te haces gigante. (2 Cor. 12:9-10)
Since that life’s misteries are not precisely found on the internet neither movies (although it’s hard for me to say it, because they always inspire me), I just wanna set me head in the important things. I may sometimes care about being worldy succesful, but lately, seriously I don’t care about that much.
I believe that if something is big, if I am gonna sucessful, I want it to be in the little things.
I’m not gonna lie, if I end up (delirious talking) being a sort of Martin Luther King of art, I will gladly be, but I rather be tied to the Gospel, and be joyful about it. Sincerely, the only times I’ve felt overwhelmed and full had been times where I preached or helped somebody.
So, as far as I see that everything we’re living in this age is not precisely, real life. I wanna nothing less but travel, and be changed everyday, and therefore, if I’m a source of inspiration, I’m happy.
I’m tired of all the social media pretending, cynism and boycott. Life is not that.
Lost in the world, tied to the Spirit, and let’s bring justice outside the churches.
Since I’m on vacation, I’m mostly taking time to relax enjoying the simple little things in life. In these automatic days, everything is routine, and personally I get lost more in the problems, complexities, health issues, and all that stressful stuff but thankfully I had the time to take pleasure in an amazing week with my girl Sofía.
Anyway since it seems that the Saviour brought me here to teach me, besides His purpose, embrace everything and also a even a new side of Himself. Oh, the more He shows, the most awareness I’ve got of Him.
One thing I kept on thinking today was that God made me. Made us. He is the Creator, there he is creative indeed. And as you may guess I went right to the dictionary to search for this adjective meaning and I found:
Creative: Characterized by originality and expressiveness; imaginative.
Well, as few people know I’ve been captive, lately, by the old epic legends from the XVIII and XX century, you know when the TRUE artists used to give their life through art. Expressing their own ideas and imagination through cinema. music, etc.
Therefore I found myself figuring out that we are made in God’s image. We create, because He also does it. We express, such as He does through His creation. We are His.
Summing up, all my weird ideas, as I see myself enjoying all this creative movies and compositions I get to feel their art in an inexpressible way so…
Why can’t we embrace that and just enjoy the Maker, where you can find full pleasure?
A further pleasure that art or even this world brings.
Just, let’s think of thatl.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11.28
Sometimes I get all skeptical and I’m like “God, sometimes I feel like you’re not even real“…
… but then I see redemption, I feel grace and I’m like “someone must have created that”
Beyond what we may be feeling, listening to or struggling with, it’s time to start talking to our souls, reminding them how awesome and patient God has been to us, so far. How He gave second chances, how we overcame struggles because of Him. God is love. Love is redemption and grace.
The Father is everything He does.
It really bothers me, those times where human weakness gets its best presentation, when you can’t put things together, at all.
When we get moved by waves, because everyone sails a boat and I can see myself trying to manage my boat they way people do. But guess what? That’s not my boat. I can hear advices about how to sail my boat, or how could I can get to avoid they dangeorus waves.
Too many voices. Too many opinions and I’m too weak.
Head, you talk too much. Heart, you know too little.
“That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” (2 Cor. 2:10)
“Be honest, just tell Him how you feel, don’t hold back: I’m confused, I’m angry, I’m upset, I don’t understand, why is this happening, God I need you, I’m desesperate in need, I’m crying from the depths of my soul, I don’t like this God. He can handle your honesty, He already knows your heart anyway…”
Craig Groeschel (Heavy Soul)