Monday 14 November 2011

Wonderfully Made

This is a recommendation. Thanks to my friend Patricia Abreu, I discovered this beautiful site: Wonderfully Made. It is in English and it's really girly - for "girls" of God. In the posts, interviews, videos, verses, everything shows how much we (women) have been designed as something very special in the heart of the Father.

Wonderfully Made is a Christian organization, nonprofit "dedicated to helping today's modern young women discover, strengthen, and reclaim their true value and worth," as says the site itself.

It is worth taking a peek.

Thursday 10 November 2011


I’ve always thought that affection is never a bad thing...

When I was in Ireland, addicted to coffee like I am, I went on trying researching the best cappuccino in Gorey. I found it – Tea House, on Main Street. It’s a place that looks like a doll’s house, with scones, muffins and cakes daily made, as well as the coffee deliciously served in cute cups. Everything is delicious, including the service. So, during one year, I’ve been there nearly every week, taking along my friends and my babies (villagers) to have coffee with me.

At my very last day-off, I felt in my heart I should take a napkin and write there my affection for the place and the people there. Some days ago, a friend sent me a message saying that she had been to the Tea House and found my message framed and hanged on the wall. Then other friend went there and took a picture of that (below). The ladies that work there told him that every time that the day is not so ok, they go and have a look on the message, so they can remember that their work worth it. It’s just incredible how God can use us to touch lives, isn’t it? I still get impressed, because I’m absolutely sure that it was His idea, not mine. So, may it be like this forever. Beautiful God!

For the pleasure of His company

I woke up thirsty. Simply a GREAT desire to hear God speak. I thought:  How many times I approached him for interest (to request) by dissatisfaction (to complain) or pangs of conscience (for forgiveness). Not today. Just woke up thirsty. Longing to hear that beautiful voice that warms my heart. Will to be in the company of Him who created me and knows every inch of my complicated being. Desire to lie down on his majestic lap and have the courage to ask just one thing: that He speaks to me. Reason? I do not need - I'm His daughter, I'm human, I am in need and He understands me better than anyone. I know that there will come other days of sorrow, pain, sadness and regret, but I want to enjoy this day of thirst that I draw near to God for the simple pleasure of being in His company. Though, by my fault human nature, it’s only for today...