A Wednesday Word: making wednesday worthwhile

Phileos: Greek for brotherly love. (there's a chance I misspelled it.)

I'm a lucky girl. I have pretty awesome brothers. I mean, seriously.

Birthday Pictures

Going down the hill on a skateboard was F - U - N!
I think I'll do that again.

My version of climbing trees always requires help.

My family.
We had a blast!

Mom's Advice

My mother knows me well. And every time I came (come) home with some sort or of complaint she'd let (lets) me talk. BUT she always comes back with this - It's a matter of changing your attitude. When I saw this it brought a smile to my face. I've gotta say that this is probably the best advice I've ever had.

What about you? What advice do you hold dear to your heart?

Buon Compleanno!

Thank you family and friends for making me feel so special on my 26th birthday (April 19)! I have to say that this is probably my FAVORITE birthday yet!!

The festivities started at work on Friday with a nice lunch, cheesecake, a cupcake with a lone candle, and a hilarious card that probably tells the truth on me needing to “get out more.”
I was surprised by the Sunday school crew with a chocolate cake and a nice card on a little shin dig we had on Friday.

So – contrary to popular belief, I’m not big into HUGE parties for me. So the way my birthday was celebrated this year was right on the money. My family treated me to a picnic by the Bayou down Allen Parkway. There we ate, played catch, took silly pictures, and laughed a whole lot. There were these teen boys walking by with skateboards and I asked one to let me borrow his skateboard. His friends gave him the okay to talk to a stranger and he agreed. I took that skateboard to the top of the hill and rolled my happy self down a couple of times!

After the picnic my dad, my brothers and I went to an Astros game. That was a fun game! The only crappy part is that an out was called when it WASN’t a fair out. The really cool part was that I got to see Manager Cooper get in the Umps face about it and get kicked out. I got your back COOP! I got’ch’yer back!

I also got nice cards in the mail, lots of texts and several renditions of the Happy Birthday song!

So, that was my birthday. It was nice!

Pain...

IT JUST GOT WORSE!!

A Wednesday Word: making wednesday worthwhile

trust (trŭst) n.
Firm reliance on the integrity, ability, or character of a person or thing.

I've been reading the book of Acts. And in Acts there's an amazing, jaw-dropping, UNREAL - almost unbelievable conversion. Saul becomes Paul! Saul was a murder. He was an enemy. He was passionate about his cause - though it was wrong. One day, he's blinded and when he regains his sight, he gains his SIGHT! I mean, there is a complete 180! He becomes one of those he persecuted. And for a bit, followers of Jesus weren't sure that he could be trusted. Until of course, he shared his passion about the gospel.

CAN YOU REALLY TRUST PEOPLE!?

There is a reason why the scriptures are flooded with words like (and this is just from the psalms, but seriously it's all over):

Do not put your trust in princes, in mortal men, who cannot save.

Psalm 146:3

It is better to take refuge in the LORD than to trust in man.

Psalm 118:8

We have the tendancy to put our hearts out there - I mean, not even romantically speaking - you put your heart out there only to find out that this person was not what you thought. And your world is messed up for a bit, because you can't find which way is up. When all along we're told - it's better to trust in God, than man.

Back in Time

Have you guys ever done a time capsule? My family (Valdez-Rogriguez clan) put one together 10 years ago. It was on Thanksgiving that we were supposed to open it. But of course, every time we throw a party we forget that we even have it. So, there's a couple of us who are DYING to see what's in it! I was fifteen - a bit nerdy and reserved...with a little silly in the mix. I'm really curious to see what I wrote or put in that thing. Oooooh I can't wait.

Speaking of back in time, a while ago I spent a weekend organizing my bookshelf by genre and author (okay so I'm still a little nerdy) and I found this little book that I made when I was in first grade (or was it second grade). Regardless of what grade it was, I remember feeling disappointed that I didn't have enough time to finish it, but also being so impressed by my work. It's super cute and I still think it's pretty genius. (ha ha ha! I'll take a humility pill in a second.)

Our teacher showed us this book and then put us to work. I made little lady bug prints all over my page and then in the middle wrote a little poem that goes like this:

I can hug my mother

I can hug my dad

but I can't hug a

(thumbprint art here)

ladybug.

Okay, laugh if you want, but I think I'm going to get it framed I've decided.