Sunday, June 6, 2010

The Rest of the Story...

*Disclaimer: If you didn't read "Did you just spit on me?" blog please read before this one so you can know where I'm coming from.*

Where were we? Oh yes...Well, last Friday was a crazy day to say the least...My mother always says that the enemy tries extra hard to get us down on Fridays because he knows the Sabbath is fast approaching and wants to mess up your whole mind from focusing on what IS important on God's Holy day...and the enemy had a plan for me this past Friday, but God's plan was bigger and better.

So, after the male (I say male because real men don't spit on others) spit on me I was so in shock even though a million things passed through my head (including the thought of Jesus being spit on), I just watched him leave the garage...I wanted to make sure his demonic self wasn't going to circle the garage again and try to shoot me or attack me. As soon as he left the garage, I parked and went upstairs to the store I had to run the errand to and was still shaking physically. I instantly text messaged my best friend and told her what happened and she informed me that it was an assault. Some of you must be like, "DUH!" But in all honesty, I didn't know. Haha. I think my mind was just still numb and shocked. There happened to be a cop outside of the store and spoke to him and he was so disgusted! He then told me ask for the security tape and then press charges that way. After much thought and given the fact that I've watched so many movies (lol), I decided to not press charges because those things cannot be done anonymously and in turn he would know my full name...My prayer is simply that God touches that male's heart and mind to let him know that spitting in people's face especially a woman's face is despicable and uncalled for. Hopefully one day he will know the Lord one day...

When I left the shopping complex to go back to work, my nerves were still a little shot up, but I tried to put it behind me. As I was on North Capitol Avenue (or is it Street?) there was a minivan that kind of looked like the same minivan as of that male who spit on me so I instantly tensed up and my nerves went haywire because the light was green and people in the minivan started fighting with a guy who was selling water on the median strip...I heard the Holy Spirit and my uncle, who was a cop for 25+ years, in my head and didn't honk even though they kept bickering and the light was green. I was petrified when the guy who was selling water ran to get something and came back with a MACHETE!! I was like, "WHATTTT? Oh no! If I stay here I'm either going to get shanked/stabbed or get caught in the gunfire crossfire."

Check out this picture that I daringly took with my cell phone while the whole drama was taking place. To the left you will see the dude with the machete and you can see the doors of the minivan opening...(at this point, I was shaking!!!)
















Praise the Lord, the guy in the van (who didn't end up being the male who spit in my face) peeled out to the left and got out of my way. I kind of saw when the minivan guy charged out in the middle of mid-day traffic but I floored my accelerator and left as quick as I could.

At that moment I was driving but almost about to have a nervous breakdown...God truly protected me driving the couple of blocks to my job and thank you for that Lord! After finally getting to work I didn't want any of my co-workers to know what happened and I tried to "play it off..." Shortly after, my colleague gets a breaking news on his email that there was a shooting at Union Station (which is only 2 blocks from my job). Scary!! What was with all the violence? All I could clamor was "Jesus! Come soon!"

Needless to say that day I was so ready to get out of the city and go home...and happy to say that the enemy did not win in ruining my Sabbath! God's plan for bigger and better definitely came through for me once again!

XoXo,

Nissy

Friday, June 4, 2010

Did you just spit on ME??

Oh the things that happens to me...As most of you know I work in Washington, DC and today during lunch I went to run an errand within the city limits and was simply waiting for a parking space in an underground garage with my signal (like a good driver) and this male in a mini van started cursing me out because he claimed he couldn't get by and that there wasn't space (when he had plenty of space). I'm not kidding when I say he had demons in him because it was as if I had killed his newborn child--he was so angry!! I tried to move a little and he still stayed and kept cursing me out and he opens his window and I open mine as well to tell him that he can fit and that is when he hacked up a lot of phlegm and SPIT ON ME! It was a lot of spit...luckily I didn't have my window all the way down so the filthy spit sprayed my car window and it hit a portion of my hair and forehead...Amigos, I had never felt the way I felt in that instant before and I mean never. It felt as though I had been violated and essentially felt dirty.

I instantly thought of Jesus when he was on Calvary and how He got spit on not just once, but various times and He didn't have a car window to partially block Him, but He was fully exposed and got spit on everywhere... There is no way I can compare myself to Jesus because what He went through was on a totally different level, but knowing how it is to be spit on is horrific and just having a little taste of what Jesus went through for many hours puts things into perspective for me spiritually...Our Savior went through so many unspeakable things during the last hours of His existence on earth and all for us. And if it had to die just to save ONE person, He would have done it...Amazing...

So, I feel like when I sin it's almost like "spitting" on Jesus because sin is so disgusting and vile...I don't know about you, but I personally don't want to "spit" on Him anymore...This unique situation also made me remember this passage in the Desire of Ages that I absolutely love and think we should all act upon it more often:

"It would be well for us to spend a thoughtful hour each day in contemplation of the life of Christ. We should take it point by point, and let the imagination grasp each scene, especially the closing ones. As we thus dwell upon His great sacrifice for us, our confidence in Him will be more constant, our love will be quickened, and we shall be more deeply imbued with His spirit. If we would be saved at last, we must learn the lesson of penitence and humiliation at the foot of the cross."
Desire of Ages; page 83.

I pray each and everyone of you are truly Blessed this Sabbath...

XoXo,

Nissy

Friday, April 16, 2010

Oh "rubber necking..."

Ohhh...the infamous "rubber necking..."All of us drivers know a little something about that, right? In the DC metro area we experience almost every week at some point. Almost all of us have wasted time being nosy and stopping and staring at something that's not even our business...


This week I was driving on 16th Street trying to get to work and the traffic was horrific! Driving down that strip usually takes me 10-15 minutes, but it took me a whopping 45 minutes-- to think I had the chance to finish ALL my makeup...you know it was literally bumper-to-bumper. As we got closer to the "action" I noticed that everything everyone (including myself) was looking at was on a side street and not even on the main street. We had all wasted time just staring at usually heavy traffic on a side street next to a private school! Ohhh why did everyone (and me) have to be so nosy and slow traffic so much? I guess we all saw something unusual and really wanted to see what was going on (nosy)...What is that about?


Then I started thinking about it and how it can apply to our Christian lives... Our eye is suppose to be on the goal to win the prize which is essentially Heaven-- Philippians 3:14 and sometimes with all the gossip that surrounds us and the "he said/she said," we lose sight of what we are really suppose to be doing and where we are suppose to be trekking towards (to be with our Eternal Father). We get caught up in "ohhh did you know he is dating your aunt's second cousin's niece's sister?" or "Did you know she is divorcing her 7th husband twice removed?" and we forget about our real purpose in life.  At times we get so caught up in "rubber necking" that we don't even notice we are "slowing" others down. It's interesting if you really think about it. We essentially waste time that we can be witnessing for God by meddling, staring, and "rubber necking."


I challenge all of us to stop "rubber necking" and really focus on the ultimate goal in life-- going to Heaven to live with our Father eternally! :)


XoXo,


Niss

Friday, February 19, 2010

Self-guided Detours.



















Since 1996, the Washington, DC area had not seen so much snow like we saw this month! There were 2 blizzards back to back dumping about 2 feet+ of white stuff and the Federal Government was shut for 4 days straight (something unheard of). The city was crippled.


After one week of "R&R," we had to go back to work...The local municipalities did the best they could with the plowing...but now my usual 45 minute drive to work in DC had turn into an 1.5 hour headache! Why? Because there were vanished lanes on the road and huge snow banks left in some streets (including main routes to get into the city).


Earlier this week, I set out extra early because I knew what I awaited me (1.5 hour drive), but as the stubborn human I am tried to take an "easy route" thinking I knew what I was doing...when I made the turn and drove about 100 feet, it was deadlocked- traffic was stopped completely. I then thought "hmm, let me try something else." Sure enough *another* detour...and at first it was smooth sailing, I passed 2 blocks and BAM, another standstill...My stubborn self thought..."okay, let me think of a better solution." I turned into an unknown residential street, made it a little further and thought, "oh snap, I got this!!!" THEN........Yep, you guessed it another stand still! Haha! At this point I was almost at the verge of tears and complete frustration and anger. I had made circles thinking that by taking my OWN detours, I would get there sooner. Little had I realized had I been more patient, if I waited through the first standstill, I would have still gotten to work at the same time and not have wasted so much gas (not to mention avoiding getting upset so early in the morning).


It later dawned on me that God was teaching me a couple of things: 1) I need more patience (lol) 2) I had not prayed that morning and I had "pushed" God aside thinking I knew what was best and made my own decisions without consulting with the "big man upstairs."


Many times in life we have those "self-guided detours." God has essentially paved the righteous way for you and me but sometimes we tend to think we know best (better than God) and we stray and eventually just end up making circles (and not go anywhere). Those "easy routes" we think are easy and fast end up being harder and more destructive than we think.


I pray we never stray from the right path for our foolish self-guided detours and if we have done so, that we come back soon to our senses.


Chunks of snow still lay on the ground here in DC, but as for me...I will stick to the original and best driving route from here on out. :)


Be Blessed my friends and Happy Sabbath.


XoXo,


nissy

Saturday, January 2, 2010

He's Been Faithful.

*This song is absolutely beautiful. Read the lyrics and watch the video down below...If you meditate upon it, you will truly be blessed. My friends, our God is faithful. Our Heavenly Father is as faithful as it comes! Be blessed.*

He's Been Faithful
In My Moments of Fear
Through Every Pain Every Tear
There's A God Who's Been Faithful To Me

When My Strength Was All Gone
When My Heart Had No Song
Still In Love He's Proved Faithful To Me

Every Word He's Promised Is True
What I Thought Was Impossible
I've Seen My God Do

He's Been Faithful
Faithful To Me
Looking Back His Love And Mercy I See
Though In My Heart I Have Questioned
And Failed To Believe
He's Been Faithful, Faithful To Me

When My Heart Looked Away
The Many Times I Could Not Pray
Still My God Was Faithful To Me

The Days Are Spent So Selfishly
Reaching Out For What Pleased Me
Even Then God Was Faithful To Me

Every Time I Come Back To Him
He Is Waiting For Open Arms
And I See Once Again

He's Been Faithful
Faithful To Me
Looking Back He's Love And Mercy I See
Though In My Heart I Have Questioned
Even Failed To Believe
Yet He's Been Faithful, Faithful To Me


Friday, January 1, 2010

Our 4th Wedding Anniversary!


Reminiscing: 4 years ago around this exact time I was saying "I DO" to the one I love and adore. Hector Perla, every day (and year) I praise the Lord for your love and our marriage. Thank you for being my best friend, my lover, my personal comedian, my personal cook, and my husband forever. Te amo corazon and always will. Here's to many more years of marriage and happiness! :) xox