Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Salsa Fever

Current mood: happy
Category: Parties and Nightlife

My friend Julia wrote this and I couldn't agree more... I might was well fess up that I've been on a 3 week salsa spree, especially since I got my salsa shoes (which make ALL the difference!). Salsa dancing gives a girl a special feeling lol I guess it's easy to feel femenine, graceful and beautiful when youre being twirled around the dance floor by a man who knows what he's doing lol. And it's so Biblical too lol :) seriously, in salsa, the man is the leader who gives the girl a choice whether or not to follow his lead. There's got to be just enough tension between the two so that the girl can "read" what her partner wants her to do. It's fun! Even though I still say "sorry!" more often than I'd like to, I think I've come a long way and am truly learning how to follow...


"'the salsa bug'



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I have officially decided that my future "he" has to add one more desirable quality to his extensive portfolio... that's right, i have fallen for salsa, or as people say "caught the salsa bug" while on a little vacation with my sister in San Juan, Puerto Rico.

This is all a very recent development, however I am quiet confident that it's not a seasonal infatuation with dance but a real, unstoppable attraction! The incredible liberating feeling of twirling gracefully, freely while the lead takes you on a breathtaking adventure--there is nothing like it! I discovered something dignifying and most enjoyable in following, it must be somehow weaved into women's make up. Not knowing the next step, the next turn until it happens, yet trusting him, allowing him to lead while owning the move, making it yours, a staple, an awe.. Music playing, rhythm, contagious Spanish melodies that put a grin of satisfaction on my face that's so hard to conceal.

There is something enchanting in this joyous music, most addictive, impossible to resist! And so I conclude that dance, especially salsa, is a pleasure that God intended for us people. He has wired us with a desire and an ability to enjoy this mysterious art.

We are born to worship, we are destined for heaven, we are meant to live, we are crafted to dance..."

Friday, October 5, 2007

And the tables turn yet again...

Current mood: chipper
Category: Romance and Relationships

Never say "never" to God... Apparently He has a sense of humor... so here we go again...

So last night i gave in and put on my favorite movie EVER (lol ok maybe not ever...): Pride and Prejudice. last year i must have watched it at least 5 times, with directors comments and everything else... it's such emotional porn but its SO good... well anyway, i didn't sit down and watch the whole thing, i just had it playing in the background while i was doing stuff. i guess i really wanted to watch it again because i think that's the situation i'm in right now... 2 people like each other but both think the other one hates them so they dont act like they like each other because both are VERY stubborn! the awkwardness, the weirdness, the whole uncomfortable deal... that movie does such a great job of revealing how sensitive and fragile human emotions can be... and i LOVE Lizzie! i can relate to her, i think she is so much like me (expect maybe she gives a bit more thought to what comes out of her mouth than i do...). she is strong, independant, opinionated, smart, funny, feisty, and loves to dance. i think she is a great character... my favorite part (top 10 maybe) in the movie is when her and mr darcy meet at the ball and she overhears him say that she is barely tolerable and then mentions it to him in conversation, turns around and walks away leaving him standing there... that's pretty much the part where i go : That's my girl! lol there are many such parts like that. But Lizzie is also a lady... as feisty as she is, she is very feminine and ladylike... something I'm still working on... i also love that part where mr darcy tells Lizzie at the end that her actions gave him the hope he scarcely allowed himself before... oh yea... its like i dare not hope for this its too good to be true...
anyway, i know its just a movie and its not real but it has a lot of truth to it... so i still love it... its a classic and i think EVERYONE should watch it! :)

Friday, September 14, 2007

It’s my BIRTHDAY!!! (AGAIN!!!!!)

Current mood: excited
Category: Life

Hey guys! Today is the 2 year anniversary of when God radically changed my life and (re)saved me! I'm so happy and excited! It has been an amazing two years and I'm looking forward to many, many more!

Here's a recap of how it all happened:

To Whom is Forgiven Much, Loves Much

My life was a mess. Since high school Ive been playing the Yo-Yo game with God: come close to Him and pull away, come close and pull away. Ive always known about God, believed in Him, and even felt Him sometimes. I called myself a Christian, but my lifestyle brought nothing but shame to the name of Christ. I said I loved God, but I loved the promiscuous, carefree lifestyle of parties, alcohol, and boys much, much more. It was fun at first. In college I was thrown in the circle of all the right people. I danced at the hottest clubs in Rhode Island, knew all the right club owners, DJs, bouncers, bartenders and other dancers. I partied and was on my way to Hell with the best of them. I lived a horrible double life. I would sing and act in the Easter plays at my church and then leave and spend the night with a guy that wasnt even my boyfriend. I would go to church and worship on Sundays nursing a huge hangover from the night before. Pretty soon though, I began to feel dirty, cheap and used. These were supposed to be the best years of my life, but they were filled with heartbreak, pain, disappointment, guilt, regret and depression. It has gotten so bad that some of my Christian friends have asked me not to call myself a Christian because of my lifestyle. I hated myself and what has become of my life. I wanted to stop and change my life, but I just couldnt. Every time I told myself that this was the last time, it never was. I failed miserably at all my attempts to change. I felt that even God no longer cared about me and has given up on me long ago. I felt like all hope was gone and there was no way out. I was certain I was going to Hell. Meanwhile, my mom never stopped praying for me. She received a prophesy that God was going to finish the work that He started in me. He loved me and was going to bring me back to Him. I came out to Seattle the summer after graduating college to visit her and a friend of mine brought me to GC. I enjoyed the service and felt convicted, but proceeded to get drunk and party that night anyway. Little did I know that God was beginning to break down the walls around my heart. I went to GC a couple of more times before going back to the East Coast and each time I felt God more and more. When I got back to RI God spoke to me and told me that if I truly wanted to break free I would have to physically separate myself from this environment and move to Seattle to live with my mom and my brother. In a matter of 4 weeks I have packed and shipped all my things across the country. I was scared, but I knew this was the only way. God has blessed my entire move, helped me buy the car of my dreams and blessed me with a teaching job at a private Russian Christian school. My heart however still did not belong to Him. I was still trying to change on my own and it wasnt working. I started attending GC by myself and didnt care about not knowing anybody because I was seeking God. On September 14, Pastor Judah was preaching on how our love for God must make our love for everything else look like hate, because God loved us first. In that moment I knew that God still loved me. He hasnt given up on me, He wanted a relationship with me and I wanted to have that kind of love for Him. At the end of the service Pastor Judah told the people who had an assault on their relationship with God to raise their hands. I raised my hand and I couldnt stop crying. I have no idea who laid their hands on me and prayed for me because I could not see anything through my tears. That night was my 180 degree turn. God has completely transformed my heart, mind, soul and spirit. He has healed me and given me His love. I am a new creation in Him. He has changed my life and did what I couldn't do on my own. He blessed me and gave me a new life. I want to spend the rest of my life showing Him my love and gratitude.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

25

Current mood: busy
Category: Life

So I've been 25 now for a week and I definitely dont look it, dont dress like it, dont feel it and I'm not sure if I act it... funny, I've always thought of 25 year olds being either the Sex and the City girls or Friends... 25 is a mature age by which you should have accomplished some important things in life... not sure how far down the list I am...
What is age really? The only thing it measures is how long you've been alive, really...
We've got to find another factor to "number" ourselves by...

Any ideas?

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Science and God

Current mood: chipper
Category: Religion and Philosophy

I think I might have posted this before, but it's still great!

Read this... it actually has purpose

"Let me explain the problem science has with religion." The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.

"You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"

"Yes sir," the student says.

"So you believe in God?"

"Absolutely."

"Is God good?"

"Sure! God's good."

"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"

"Yes."

"Are you good or evil?"

"The Bible says I'm evil."

The professor grins knowingly. "Aha! The Bible!" He considers for a moment. "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?"

"Yes sir, I would."

"So you're good...!"

"I wouldn't say that."

"But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't."

The student does not answer, so the professor continues. "He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"

The student remains silent.

"No, you can't, can you?" the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.

"Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"

"Er...yes," the student says.

"Is Satan good?"

The student doesn't hesitate on this one. "No."

"Then where does Satan come from?"

The student falters. "From God"

"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"

"Yes, sir."

"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?"

"Yes."

"So who created evil?" The professor continued, "If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil."

Again, the student has no answer. "Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?"

The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."

"So who created them?"

The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. "Who created them?" There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized. "Tell me," he continues onto another student. "Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"

The student's voice betrays him and cracks. "Yes, professor, I do."

The old man stops pacing. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?"

"No sir. I've never seen Him."

"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"

"No, sir, I have not."

"Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?"

"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."

"Yet you still believe in him?"

"Yes."

"According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?"

"Nothing," the student replies. "I only have my faith."

"Yes, faith," the professor repeats. "And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith."

The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of His own. "Professor, is there such thing as heat?"

"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."

"And is there such a thing as cold?"

"Yes, son, there's cold too."

"No sir, there isn't."

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain. "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees."

"Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."

Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.

"What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?"

"Yes," the professor replies without hesitation. "What is night if it isn't darkness?"

"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word."

"In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?"

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester. "So what point are you making, young man?"

"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed."

The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. "Flawed? Can you explain how?"

"You are working on the premise of duality," the student explains. "You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought."

"It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it."

"Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"

"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."

"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

"Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?"

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.

"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean."

The student looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?" The class breaks out into laughter.

"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir."

"So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?"

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.

Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. "I guess you'll have to take them on faith."

"Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life," the student continues. "Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?"

Now uncertain, the professor responds, "Of course, there is. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil."

To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light."

The professor sat down.

This students statements are true, can you or can you not make night darker?

Is it possible for it to get colder after absolute zero -458 degre's ?.

Can you feel,taste,see,hear,or smell your brain?

If you support this student's statements then repost.

God in heaven won't mind if you do or don't.

No you won't go to hell.

But your conscience will feel great if you do

Monday, August 27, 2007

Secular music...

Current mood: exhausted
Category: Music

...is not "evil"!

i happen to appreciate all kinds of music and to me as long as it has a good beat (i like to dance!) and good, clean, catchy lyrics, i will like it! sometimes i need to listen to something different, what can i say i like variety in my life :) and even though i will never compromise my morals, beliefs and values i realize that not all secular music is about sex, drugs, alcohol, degrading women and partying. true, a lot of it is emotional porn and i do not listen to that, but its all in how you look at it.

so here is a great song that is going out to all my GIRLS: ok i guess my guy friends too :) much love!!!

You have my heart, and we'll never be worlds apart
You may not be in magazines, but you'll still be my star
Cause in the dark, you can't see shiny cars
And that's when you need me there
With you I'll always share
Because

When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath imma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)

These fancy things, will never come in between
You're part of my entity, here for infinity
When the war has took it's part
When the world has dealt it's cards
If the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart
Because

When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath imma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)

Thursday, August 23, 2007

It’s funny how the tables turn...

Current mood: amused
Category: Life

this is absolutely nuts... a year ago, a few months ago even , i was BEGGING God for something that now i have absolutely NO desire for... more than that, I'm asking God NOT to give it to me... I can just picture God right now, listening to all my wining and crying and praying and begging and just patting me on the back saying, "But sweety, trust me, you really DONT want this... in fact, pretty soon you'll be asking me NOT to give it to you..."
WOW... its crazy.. it's awesome how we can always trust God to know best and do whats best for us no matter how hard we try to manipulate His love... He is SUCH a good dad :) I love Him...