Uncomplicated Spirituality

To celebrate the Eucharistic in the company of those whom we love is an act of worship to our Father, because we can come before Him with a thankful heart leaving behind our differences, our imperfections, even our weaknesses, our anger, and our bitterness and placed them before the cross of the one who loved us more than someone has ever loved us before. To celebrate the Eucharistic with your parents is an ecstasies of feelings that are been brought to the Lord’s Table. In this table there are not cultural division, nor language, traditions or even religions. The Eucharistic table is a transformational moment where we can say to each other: we love you, with the same love that covers multitudes of failures. The Christ of my childhood has grown deeper in me and it has let me feel the pain and joy of those who are close to me, especially my father and mother, than in almost 38 years they have shown me that faith, faith never dies. The Eucharistic not only reminds me that God is great, but it also says to me, a very logging seeker, that I am mightily loved; just that I am the beloved. God is giving me an opportunity, a space on time, so I may go and celebrate with my parents this amazing love, this thankful heart that we call Eucharistic. After 7 years without being able to visit Mexico, Immigration has granted us the opportunity to travel. My heart is shining!!!

Celebrar la Eucaristía en compañía de aquellos a quienes amamos es un acto de adoración a nuestro Padre, ya que podemos venir delante de él, en agradecimiento. Dejando nuestras diferencias, dejando nuestras imperfecciones, dejando aún nuestras debilidades, nuestros enojos, nuestros resentimientos a los pies de la cruz de aquel que nos amo mas allá de lo que nosotros no hemos podido amar. Celebrar la Eucaristía junto a tus padres, es un éxtasis de sentimientos que están siendo traídos ante la mesa del Señor, en esa misma mesa donde no existe división de culturas, de lenguaje, de tradiciones o aún de religiones. La mesa de la Eucaristía es un momento de transformación en donde podemos decirnos: te amo. Con ese amor que cubre multitud de fallas. El Cristo de mis raíces se ha cimentado en mí, y me ha dejado sentir el dolor y la alegría de aquellos que están cerca de mí, especialmente de mis padres, que en casi 38 años de vida me han mostrado que la fe, esa nunca se pierde. La Eucaristía me hace recordar no que Dios es grande, sino que yo, este buscador incansable, es grandemente amado; solo eso, que soy el amado. Dios me esta dando una oportunidad, una puerta en el tiempo, para que yo pueda ir y celebrar con mis padres este mismo amor, este agradecimiento a lo cual llamamos Eucaristía. Después de 7 años sin ir a México, la oficina de migración nos ha concedido la oportunidad de viajar. ¡Mi corazón irradia de alegría!!

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not having a lot of time to post….University, the Library and History becoming my second house…..ah and of course taking care of Frida….

We have a small community time last Wednesday, the starting of Lent/Pascua and while reading a devotional from Herny Nouwen I told the people that La Pascua was the start of a journey, a journey that will take us to die to ourselves on Good Friday and then be able to welcome life on Easter Sunday. This year instead of saying “en polvo eres y en polvo te convertiras”(you are dust and dust you will be) when placing the cross on people’s foreheads, I said, “recuerda quien eres y quien esta en ti”(remember who you are and who lives in you) We remember we are dust, but we also remember that in the midst of that dust life was created because Christ lives in us. So I added a little oil to the ashes(olive oil…lol) as a sign of the Holy Spirit in our lives, helping us in the journey. RECUERDA QUIEN ERES Y QUIEN VIVE EN TI. Remember who you are and who lives in you Amen.

Tuvimos una pequeño tiempo de comunidad el pasado miércoles, el empiezo de la Pascua y mientras leía un devocional de Henry Nouwen le dije a la gente que La Pascua era el comienzo de una jornada, una jornada que nos llevaría a morir a nosotros mismos en el viernes santo y después el poderle dar la bienvenida a la vida en el domingo de resurrección. Este año en vez de decir “en polvo eres y en polvo te convertirás” cuando ponía la señal de la cruz en las frentes dije, “recuerda quien eres y quien vive en ti”. Recordamos que somos polvo, pero tambien recordamos que en medio de ese polvo la vida fué creada ya que Cristo vive en nosotros. Así que le agregue un poco de aceite(aceite de oliva que el lo único que tenía a la mano) como una señal del Espíritu Santo en nuestras vidas, ayudandonos en ésta jornada. RECUERDA QUIEN ERES Y QUIEN VIVE EN TI

Since I met Brittney I have never been able to have long conversations with her, I haven’t been able to connect or even to relate with her. She was starting her senior year at High school and I was already an adult, married and with a longer and more used mileage than her. But there is one thing that I feel connected to her, through arts.
She is the kind of person so sensitive in this area that she will think beyond what anybody else I know. Sometimes I would like to know what is going on in her mind and the way she sees the world and converted into something beautiful like a drawing, a picture, and a design.
This is how I think her mind works; sometimes in the middle of I don’t know what, she sees something nobody else is seeing. That goes straight to her mind and thousands of little workers start gathering the many ideas she is bringing into the middle of her brain. Oh my gosh! It is so noisy; it is a chaos inside, little workers going up and down, with pencils, pens, crayons, hammers, paper and probably a camera and they are going to the working room. A room designed and used specially for big projects. Suddenly Brittney stops and looks into a wonderful sunset and how the little soap bubble from a kid near by surrounded the scene, it is like this bubble is part of the whole sunset scene. The little workers are so busy because a huge waterfall of ideas just came into the working room; they are over saturated. They can not handle so much….stop, stop!!! Stop thinking!!! We need to act, we need to do something. So one of the little workers, the boss screams to another who is at the higher position of her brain and screaming he says: tell the brain that we need to start moving the hand because we are getting full in here!!!! Brittney seats down and grabs a pencil. The brain has listen to the command of the little worker and the nerves jumps out and run as fast as possible to the end of the fingers so the flow of ideas comes out and BUM!!! A CREATION Comes!

I am not a creative person but I love creative people and I love creativity. If creativity is to create, long time ago God the Father brought all his desires and ideas and in 7 days he created the heavens, the earth and each one of us. Our creativity as human beings comes from the one who originated and created creativity, our Creator, our God, our Father Almighty. That is way God is the source of our creativity, because He is the Creator of all things. He is the main artist; He is the painter of a great master piece: You, me, the world that surrounds us.

In the 1600’s there was a man who was recognized as one of the greatest painters of the European arts history and the most important in his native country the Netherlands often called Holland. His paintings have been seen for millions of people and until now 400 years later Rembrandt is remembered. But Rembrandt is just part of the Master pieces of God’s creation; he is just one of the million paintings He has showed in His biggest art museum: the world.

We need to keep remained ourselves that God’s creations are still alive after so many years, and His paintings of great sunsets and sunrises, His sculptures when a child is born are still present. Remember God the Creator. Remember your Creator, He is the one who one day sat down and decided to let the flow of creativity from within and you and I were the result of that.