God's smile

This morning hugging Carlito, having fun with Anselmo and walking along the beach with Zaina I have found how deeply a smile can change your day and your life. It contaminates you’re entire being with this extreme need to smile and laugh, to rejoice with these precious diamonds. Then I start to think inside of my heart what a smile coming from heaven is capable of doing with me and this world that’s around me.

I have found that heaven shapes earth; that true transformation takes place in His heart and it contaminates in a holy way my entire being. I have set as a purpose and a goal in my life to pursue God’s smile over everything I do and every step I make. If I then achieve this through the faith and Grace that He has poured into me I will know that a pure and life changing revolution can be provoked, because a smile from heaven has hit earth.

The true transformation that is able of unveiling the eyes of my soul to see the beauty of the life that God has conceded me resides in the simplicity of believing. Believe that Your words are True and that together we can change this World. There is then a holy convocation, a pure cry from the heavens to boldness, for us to dare to believe in Hope; to believe in a Hope that we cannot see but that without a shadow of doubt we can feel. A calling that resounds through the seas, in the waves of the ocean, that compels us to become transformers of this World through the simplicity of living out what we believe.

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There is so much I wish to share with her; there’s so much my heart desires to experience along side of the treasure that God has made Love grow to in my heart. But still I have not yet found the right time to bring forth the dream to live out the same passion that drives my existence to that beautiful, holy, and sweet Cross that changes me every day.

God more than anyone knows my heart and how I long to grow along side of her; how I wait for that day when He will bring me that one as a gift to my heart, as a precious stone for me to hold on and keep and carry to all the secret and deepest places in Him; I wait for Him to reveal to my soul and to my heart … I wait… one day I will know and she will know as well…

Love can not be silenced…

waves

Waves

I find it amazingly interesting to me how one small moment is capable of transforming your entire mind set for the rest of our lives. Yesterday I thought I was someone that today I have not been able to recognize anymore; God has shaped me to a state where just like the waves are able of responding to the wind, my life has not being placed on nothing else but the stronghold foundation of His rock and through His winds the waves that water my life have been stirred up and changed the core of who I am;

Tonight in the heavens I see one of the most beautiful moons that my eyes have ever noticed before, one of those precious celestial moments where everything around stops and your entire worlds seems to revolve around the majesty of the One who created this; the greatness of a King who never settled for less than all the Glory. I can say, I am transformed, I am being transformed and I will be transformed; I don’t quite know in what or where but something deep inside of me drives me to a place of surrendering where the old me is left back, it s placed on the altar to become a living sacrifice so that out of that fire the Spirit of God may bring forth the new me…

In the Bible in I Chronicles 29 David captures the heart of God and grasps the reality that all things belong to Him and as God’s own and that gratefulness for life can revive the hearts of those around us so that they may also be able to understand that we have and are being transformed, that we are being blown by the winds of God through all the circumstances that surround our daily lives, and we have been shaped just like waves; waves of a living Love, waves of the water of life.

JOY

I just came back from the village of Miaji and I was faced with an atmosphere of extreme joy! Not because we (akunia’s – white people) were there, but because someOne else, something else was happening in the air. The reflection of the eyes of the children and the people in the village were not because of what we have to offer them but because the Love that they were feeling. We showed the Jesus film (inteeennnseeee…. I particularly don’t like the Jesus film …) but God uses all things in all to make His name be glorified including my unlikeness unto the whole Jesus film setup, PJ – PRAISE JESUS for that! ; anyway after the movie we saw no great miracles besides a multitude of hands saying that they had understood what it means to live a Love with no barriers to experience a true joy that flows from the inside. The Chief of the village comes up to the truck, grabs the microphone and declares how amazing he found that message and the truth that He had received from it.

The next day a group of the kids came to be with us, not because we had food or water, they never asked for any food or water, or for anything at all, because that’s not what they were after, they wanted to rejoice with us, in the presence of each other, simply to be.

How many times we have broken God’s heart but still he forgives us because he simply wants us to be and to experience the true joy that flows from our inside, from His spirit. I invite you to be, to stay in his presence and taste more of that joy that doesn’t long for nothing else besides His presence, that reflects nothing else besides a Love that is capable of transforming the entire atmosphere of your environment; that is not based on how much you own but how much you’ve grown and you’ve changed from hanging around Papa, Jesus and the Holy spirit.

“ […] Life is not measured by how much you own …” Luke 12:15b

Laugh, live, LOVE!

our race

During the last month or so my life has been undone e redone by the moving presence of God. Every day that I spend here seems like parts of me are being taken apart and being put back together again. I look in the mirror and it’s hard a lot of times even to recognize who’s left of me; I have found my new identity and who I am and specially in the middle of this Holy storm found who I am not.

A questions I’ve had in the middle of everything that has been happening within me and around me: “what is our race?” What is it that’s worth living for, what is the true and only purpose of my life besides Jesus. I look at me and I see how many times I’ve tried to fulfill the emptiness that lies in the deepest places of my heart with things that apparently were godly to me. After spending time here in Mozambique I can affirm more surely not only with my words but with my heart that I understand maybe a little bit more clearly what it means to live for my neighbor.

My race is not only for me but for the ones God has placed in my life to carry them along with me. A joyful journey that goes along side with my brothers and sisters, with the ones I’ve been drawn to love, I’ve been fascinated day after day with the beauty of each one of those that God has given me the privilege to walk along side with and also to dream with those whom one day will come and run with me, all of them taking the smaller ones one their backs towards our finish line. We’re all in this holy race, in this holy journey running towards the only thing that can wholly satisfy us.

Will you race with me? Will you let me carry you on my back and have some fun along this journey? Come with me…

I wish she knew [...]

I wish she could see; i wish she could know; I wish she could hear; I wish she could know that she is the pearl in the middle of the field, that my words would not be just more simple words of appreciation amongst so many others. I wish I could express that my dream is not just to change the world by myself, but to change myself through her world as well. I wish that somehow when she sees, when she knows, when she hears, she would come to dream along side with me; she would respond, she would shine and reflect the light of the beautiful pearl in the middle of the field of my heart; that she would not run away …

I hope that one day she will realize that she is much more than a simple intercession, much more than just a prayer; more than a reminder in the sky, much more than a diamond placed in my heart by my King but an expression of His Love within me; a poem written by the Hands of a skillful writer; she's a song that is poured down from heaven and waters my heart, making me believe with all my soul that I was created to Love above all things my One True Lover and as a fruit of His love for me, compel me to love her as she deserves to be loved;

Papa, I have dedicated my life, my heart and all the love I have to you; I live only for You and You alone and all my wishes, I put at the altar as an offering of the tears that fall from my soul; tears of joy, tears of hope, tears of passion and love; May each day I become more wholly surrendered;

I wish she knew […] may my wrist be the seal of my covenant to seek You first and always and raise her up every time my heart is drawn to Your Love […]

Then again..maybe now she does know =)

In need of air...

Have you ever had the feeling of being alone even when you're surrounded by people at all times? A few nights ago I was feeling that way and the only way out that I had was to look up, look to the heavens and hope that God would maybe somehow hear my cry; and when I look at the sky the stars are blinking, I see a perfectly shining sky that reflects nothing less than how much God loves me;

In my heart there are so many expectations, so many dreams and desires that no one can fulfill them. I need to be loved by others and I need to love others, the jewels, the diamonds that I've been looking for? Well, I found them and they all shine, they blink back at me saying how much God loves me; What could be the reason to love other than love itself? but why do I still feel so lonely in the middle of all this? There seems to be a deeper cry within me for a Greater Love still; The Holy Spirit has become the breath of my life each day that goes by and more and more I realize that I can't stay one second without breathing otherwise I'll feel lifeless in my spirit; Papa, come be with me, don't let me feel lonely; don't let me take another breath that is not blown out of You.