Thank you all for visiting. I will be posting soon. For now and in case you haven't noticed, I'm taking a break. The Lord is adjusting some things in my life, so while I allow His Spirit to work in me, I won't be writing.

Again, thank you for visiting!

SD

Somber

I'm starting school today. I don't have any room for distractions. I'm letting go of those things which make my journey harder. I'm pressing forward. I'm finishing this race.


I’m holding the carcass
Of a dead dream.
It’s rotten smell drowns
My soul.

I’m digging a deep hole
And I’m letting go.

The smell of death
Dries my hands,
Darkens my vision;
This must go.

I’m holding the carcass
Of a dead dream,
A broken heart,
Teary eyes.

But in this hole I’ve
Dug
I’m letting go…


SD...etc

Sweet embrace

Embrace me,
hold me close.
Look into my eyes
and see what's inside.

Your sweet embrace
enamors my soul;
you draw near
and I come close.

Your heart beat
and mine
become one;
one mind, one soul.

It's your sweet embrace;
so hold me close.

Though the mountains be shaken
and the hills be removed,
yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken
nor my covenant of peace be removed,"
says the LORD, who has compassion on you.

Isaiah 54:10

I expect and hope that I will not fail Christ in anything but that I will have the courage now, as always, to show the greatness of Christ in my life here on earth, whether I live or die.
Phil. 1:20 (NCV)

Relient K

when i made up my mind and
my heart along with that
to live not for myself but yet for God
somebody said "do you know what you are getting yourself into?"

when i finally ironed out all of my priorities and
asked God to remove the doubt that makes
me unsure of these things i ask myself i ask myself
"do you know what you are getting yourself into?"

i'm getting into you because you got to me
in a way words can't describe
i'm getting into you because i've got to be
you're essential to survive
i'm going to love you with my life

when he looked at me and said
"i kind of view you as a son" and
for a second our eyes met and i met that with a question
"do you know what you are getting yourself into?"

i'm getting into you because you got to me
in a way words can't describe
i'm getting into you because i've got to be
you're essential to survive
i'm going to love you with my life

i've been a liar and i'll never amount
to the kind of person you deserve to worship you
you say you will not dwell on what i did but rather what i do you say
"i love you and that's what you are getting yourself into"

i'm getting into you
because you got to me
in a way words can't describe
i'm getting into you
because i've got to be
you're essential to survive
i'm going to love you with my life

i'm getting into you
because you got to me
in a way words can't describe
i'm getting into you
because i've got to be
you're essential to survive
i'm going to love you with my life

you said "i love you and that's what you're getting into"

Tears, hugs and goodbyes

Today I said goodbye to one of my closest friends. Joanna is moving to Mississippi this weekend leaving behind an array of tears, memories and goodbyes. She was a mentor to me through my Jr. High and High School years- her influence expanded in every direction- through her words of encouragement, confessions of faith and unconditional love, she saw in me, and in her small group (Beni, Ashish, Davina, Paulina, Indu, Liz, Bere and many more) leaders, pastors, preachers, prophets and visionaries; some of us are already what she had pronounced years ago, others are en route…

As I look back at those years, I see Joanna as an appointed angel, as a woman who sacrificed leisure time with others just to spend time with us. The countless hours she invested in us will not be taken for granted.

The journey continues as our teary eyes and broken goodbyes are uttered…With a thankful heart I praise God for having Joanna in my life and although I know I’ll see her again, I can’t ignore the poignant sensation I feel as knowing she will be across the country. Yet, my heart is at peace because her departure, will not only bless her husband Greg; but her presence alone, will bless those who are to divinely meet her soon.

My only consolation is that she’s promised to come to my wedding!

O, Lord, may that be soon!!! :D

In hot pursuit,

SD

nueva vida, transformación espiritual
sobrematerial
buscando
libertad- nueva; naturaleza- nueva...

entrega total... el volante solo en tus manos
te lo doy
moldealo
benignidad...

y las manos hasta arriba
por el Dador que me da la nueva vida.

A challenge from history

We must look upon the world, with all its delights and all its attractions, with suspicion and reserve. We are called to a higher Kingdom, we are touched with a diviner Spirit. It is not that He forbids us this or that comfort or indulgence; it is not that He is stern, demanding us to follow a narrow path. But we who love our Lord and whose affections are set on Heavenly things voluntarily and gladly lay aside the things that charm and ravish the world, that, for our part, our hearts may be ravished with the things of Heaven that our whole being may be poured forth in constant and unreserved devotion in the service of the Lord who died to save us.

-Amy Charmichael


These last couple of weeks, the Holy Spirit has challenged me through these words. We, as God's workmanship carry a divine Spirit which was imparted to us through the Breath of God as He gave us life. Thus, our heavenly affections ought to surpass our worldly affections. The higher Kingdom of which Charmichael speaks of, is the propeller of our thoughts, actions and consequently of our decisions because as God's master pieces, our Spirits cry out Abba, Abba Father longing to be with the One who called the Cosmos into life.
It is my longing that I'll always bring to my Jesus my" constant and unreserved devotion" as He did it for me 2000 years ago...

Lessons well learned:

The lesson of God's faithfulness

Me asombra tu amor y tu fidelidad
que a pesar de mí me puedas amar
siempre has sido fiel y ami lado estás
tus ojos de amor ven mi caminar.

Tal vez el sol mañana no aparezca
pero puedo confiar en que Tú allí estarás
y del firmamento se borren las estrellas
pero a tu palabra fiel tú seguirás.

Tú has sido fiel
Tú has sido fiel
Tú has sido fiel
Siempre has sido fiel.

From Te daré lo mejor by Jesús Adrian Romero (2004)

One of the qualities I admire the most in a person is that of faithfulness. I often hold very high expectations when it comes to this particular quality; consequently, I'm easily disappointed.
These last few months, I've been exposed to God's faithfulness in different areas of my life and my family. I've seen God faithfulness in my church and have seen God's supernatural provision as a sign of this marvelous God-quality.
I met with my mentors Joy and Eugene Greco who came to visit from Spain. Their testimonies yesterday provided me with a clear picture of faithfulness; their faithfulness when working with people, when working with their lovely local church in Malaga, and with the team God's building in Spain to take the Message of Hope to the Spanish people. The Greco's faithfulness was rewarded with more faithfulness: The abundant and overflowing faithfulness of God.

May I be faithful to God and to those who love me as to show them God's love through my testimony...

In hot pursuit,
SD

...

Some thoughts by Sarah... Check out her blog.

And then,
someday,

no more missed time,

...no more goodbyes.

And then...

...always.

- Sarah Thomas



When will I not say goodbye? When will it be always?

Lord,the Love you've shown me is true, is real! Thank you for your Love! I long to see you my sweet Jesus, someday, face to face, when I will no longer say goodnight, or goodbye to You because I will be with you, my Jesus... always!

In hot pursuit,
SD...etc

Sorrow lasts for one night...

but joy comes in the morning...

Spring
by Sarahi Dominguez

It's spring time in my heart
the fruit of patience
reveals its face,
a song of Joy reborn anew.

It's spring time in my heart
streams of living water
flow from within,
a song of Love springs forth anew.

My heart's made new,
my Love's so true;
it's spring time in my heart
because your Love is true.

When I found the one I love.

I held him and would not let him go...

Song of Solomon 3:4 (NKJ)

Lessons well learned:

The lesson of silence

I am waiting. I have questions. All I hear is a peaceful silence; God's silence.

While I wait to hear from God, I rest under His wings.


Silence.


More lessons coming soon because I'm learning.


In hot pursuit,
SD...etc

I'm Not Who I was

Brandon Heath
From the album Don't Get Comfortable

I wish you could see me now
I wish I could show you how
I'm not who I was
I used to be mad at you
A little on the hurt side too
But I'm not who I was

I found my way around
To forgiving you
Some time ago
But I never got to tell you so

I found us in a photograph
I saw me and I had to laugh
You know, I'm not who I was
You were there, you were right above me
And I wonder if you ever loved me
Just for who I was

When the pain came back again
Like a bitter friend
It was all that I could do
To keep myself from blaming you

I reckon it's a funny thing
I figured out I can sing
Now I'm not who I was
I write about love and such
Maybe 'cause I want it so much
I'm not who I was

I was thinking maybe I
I should let you know
I am not the same
But I never did forget your name
Hello

Well the thing I find most amazing
In amazing grace
Is the chance to give it out
Maybe that's what love is all about

I wish you could see me now
I wish I could show you how
I'm not who I was

The Lord God is my strength,

and he will make my feet like the hind's feet,

and he will make me walk upon mine high places.

Habakkuk 3:19

"Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom." - Ps. 90:12

Lessons well learned:

The lessons of a broken heart

I must admit it... I have had my heart broken. I am not as strong as I thought I was, and I am not as obedient as you presume me to be; my disobedience caused me pain, sorrow, and worsen the situation of my heart by shattering it, if not in half (as it is presumed by the pertaining fantasized drawings), in pieces so small, only the hand of God could fix. The damage was so great that at some point I thought all was lost- my dreams, my hopes, my future & destiny, and my notion of romance.

I confess to have lost all faith in the so called "romance." If what I had experienced was falsehood, then, I wanted nothing at all. How could one's heart deceive? How could it forget? Why did it have to be this way?

To my surprise it didn't have to be this way; it didn't have to hurt, and I didn't have to forget if I would have heard the counsel of my loved ones from the beginning. With much shame and regret I admit not having followed, I admit having gone my own way , I admit my foolishness, my hardness.

But, in the middle of my failure, my pastors, parents and friends loved me, forgave me, and lessened the pain by being the "healing" hands of God. God's words healed me, restored me, completed me and filled all the empty spaces a young man left in me. My mistake: Making an idol out of this young lad. God is consuming fire. He consumed me, and all that was between God and I. He loves me. His love is better, sweeter. Never ending.

So, who cares? It matters because if anything, I want people to know that God is righteousness. That if you disobey, there are consequences to your acts; God in His loving kindness will have to put us through the fire to refine and expose our weaknesses. God is merciful, He will take the time to heal your heart and will give wisdom to others around you to help you out of the rut. God is all in all, He is the Living water, the bread of Life; the source of Life- no man can provide for that. I speak from my own mistakes, because I became a statistic. Don't become one.

It's been a year since my "great fall," time's gone by. I've learned that my God is a good God. He desires what's best for me because He loves me.

I leave with the very words that triggered my thinking. Perhaps you will relate. Selah.

"In speaking of this desire for our own far-off country, which we find in ourselves even now, I feel a certain shyness. I am almost committing an indecency. I am trying to rip open the inconsolable secret in each one of you -- the secret which hurts so much that you take your revenge on it by calling it names like Nostalgia and Romanticism and Adolescence; the secret also which pierces with such sweetness that when, in very intimate conversation, the mention of it becomes imminent, we grow awkward and affect to laugh at ourselves; the secret we cannot hide and cannot tell, though we desire to do both.

We cannot tell it because it is a desire for something that has never actually appeared in our experience. We cannot hide it because our experience is constantly suggesting it, and we betray ourselves like lovers at the mention of a name. Our commonest expedient is to call it beauty and behave as if that had settled the matter. Some have used an expedient that identify with certain moments in the past. But all of this is a cheat. If they had gone back to those moments in the past, they would not have found the thing itself, but only the reminder of it; what they remembered would turn out to be itself a remembering. The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them; it was not in them, it only came through them, and what came through them was longing. These things -- the beauty, the memory of our own past -- are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing itself they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their worshippers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never visited.

Do you think I am trying to weave a spell? Perhaps I am; but remember your fairy tales. Spells are used for breaking enchantments as well as for inducing them. And you and I have need of the strongest spell that can be found to wake us up from the evil enchantment of worldliness which has been laid upon us for nearly a hundered years. "

C.S. Lewis - The Weight of Glory

Ps 45

My heart overflows with a beautiful thought!
I will recite a lovely poem to the king,
for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet.

You are the most handsome of all.
Gracious words stream from your lips.
God himself has blessed you forever.
Put on your sword, O mighty warrior!

You are so glorious, so majestic!
In your majesty, ride out to victory,
defending truth, humility, and justice.
Go forth to perform awe-inspiring deeds!

Scattered Thoughts...

I've been trying to get inspired, but my muse insists on visiting me by night, and far far away from a computer keyboard. Nevertheless, I present to you... My mostly scattered thoughts with slight chances of rain:

Pride is usually the root of most moral failures.

I AM a WOMAN, and YES, I'm called to ministry!!!

I want to be transparent: Integrity and personal accountability before God and my spiritual authorities.

"Researchers at the University of Pennsylvania's Center for Spirituality and the Mind found that worshipers who speak in tongues are ceding some control of their brain, the New York Times reported. Led by center director Dr. Andrew B. Newberg, the scientists took brain images from the five women while they were speaking in tongues their frontal lobes- the willful, thinking part of the brain- were quiet, as were the language centers, indicating something else was in control. The findings differed from similar scans of the people practicing meditation, which showed a more active frontal lobe." -Charisma Magazine

In hot pursuit this 2007,
SD...etc

P.S. Some Kiwies can fly... just watch me!