A few weeks ago, I vandalized Gods’ temple. I wrote hate speech on its walls. I tore down the beautiful altars; altars that memorialized obstacles that lead to grace. I snuffed out all of the candles; candles that were lit with trembling faith and hopeful expectation. I stood in the middle of the temple and yelled out in defiance at all the prayers that had been spoken in and over that place. Weary of rage, ashamed, and scared; I knew I wasn’t alone. A distant, gentle voice reminded me, “Don’t you realize that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you and was given to you by God? You do not belong to yourself, for God bought you with a high price. So, you must honor God with your body” (1 Corinthians 6:19-20, NLT). MAKING MY BODY A TEMPLE The many times I had read […]
Just a few weeks ago my pastor, Will Davis, at Austin Christian Fellowship, said something that ignited a desire in me to do an independent study on the word life. A word study is taking a keyword and researching it with a Bible concordance, a book much like a dictionary that defines every single word in the Bible. I use the NIV Exhaustive Bible Concordance by John R. Kohlenberger III which not only defines but gives the Arabic, Hebrew, and Greek translation. Studying biblical words with a concordance enhances our understanding of Scripture and brings to life familiar stories and verses. The thought-provoking phrase my pastor said that sent me on a word quest was, “We all exist but not all of us have life.” This statement caused me to seriously consider the question, “Am I truly living in the life-giving power of Jesus?” The Bible uses the word life […]
Leaving a Biblical Legacy in the Workplace
On July 11, 2019, my husband’s grandmother, Evangelina, went to be with our Lord at the age of 97. Evangelina lived a life of service to God; a devout Catholic, she vowed to live a life of obedience, humility, and poverty. On the night of her rosary, her spiritual family joined hands, surrounded her coffin, and serenaded her for the last time. As I sat in silence, I tuned in to the beautiful lyrics and began to weave the memory into my mind. I pondered the stories of personal witness that were shared by Evangelina’s spiritual family. It was very touching. Days after the funeral the word “legacy” lingered in my mind. I had never considered it before. To be honest, it’s painful to think about. Typically, one leaves a legacy behind to their children, but sadly, my womb never carried a child. Proverbs describes a good man as leaving […]
Have you met Sioban?
I will never forget the day I met Sioban. We were both on a plane headed to Santa Fe, New Mexico. We were fortunate to be in a row with two seats; she was sitting next to the window and I had the aisle seat, neither of us had to worry about the inconveniences of the middle seat. We did not speak; however, our body language fashioned a sense of courtesy by leaning away from each other to create the feeling of space. When the plane finally reached its cruising altitude, the captain announced it was safe to move about the cabin. I could hear clicking coming from the drink cart being prepared to make its way down the aisle. Instead of closing my eyes as I typically do on a flight, I reached into my tote and pulled out my Bible. I was behind on my Bible study and […]
What is your worship style?
A love for music came early in my life. The earliest memories are of a tiny record player, my momma gave me. I was maybe 4 or 5? The base of the record player was white and the top which folded down like a briefcase was light blue with a large, colorful air balloon painted right in the center. Attached to the side of the record player was my favorite piece, a black cord and at the end of it, a microphone.
Lament Before Giving Thanks
A time for celebration is approaching. In a few days, we will gather with our family and friends and give thanks to God for His favor. We will thank Him for a myriad of blessings; big and small. While most focus on the positives of this year, others will not be able to celebrate. Does grief have a place at Thanksgiving? Usually grief is not served with your mashed potatoes.
Reestablishing My Identity Mid-Life
Have you heard the phrase, “In a world where you can be anything, be kind?” I ran into this phrase over and over again as I was trying to decide what path I wanted to walk through academically. For a few years now, I have been toying with the idea of achieving a degree. My initial thought was that a degree in Medical Administration would be ideal. Since my husband is about to finish his master’s degree as a Nurse Practitioner and possibly open his own practice, a Medical Administration degree would be practical and fit into our family goals. I could then stencil the phrase “In a world where you can be anything, be kind” into “our office” lobby and make it “our office” mantra. I even visualized the billboard, “Hernandez and Associates, spreading kindness one patient at a time.”
I’m a Little Teapot
I love slow days when my husband and I can escape the fast-paced life in the city and take day trips to the quaint towns in the Texas Hill Country. While writing this piece I remembered one of those visits and thought of a cute little antique shop we found. It was a tiny little house with a coffee shop. When we walked in, the aroma of roasted coffee beans mixed with weathered wood and old books filled the air. I remembered the excitement I felt as my eyes darted around to see where I would begin the hunt for my next treasure.
Living Tiny but Mighty
For the past six years, God has been bringing me through a journey of enlightenment and freedom (that’s fancy talk, for “a bumpy road of obedience and discipline”). First, it started with the scaling back of material things to an almost minimalist lifestyle. I say almost minimalist because our tiny house is bursting with stuff, and I NEED IT ALL! Really I don’t NEED it, but the pieces I do have in my home have sentimental value and allow me to be creative by showing my personal style. My husband calls my style “granny chic” because my collection is filled with lace doilies, knitted blankets, tea cups, milk glass, scented candles, and nothing matches. Six years ago we went from a 3 bedroom, 2 bath home to a cozy 800 square foot home. We moved. I cried. But God was faithful.