God is good to me!!!

Today I will sleep on a real bed... After 3 years of sleeping on a mattress from the Thrift Store (bought it new!!)

I am excited!

My wife has longer time than me!! 

We are fortunate to buy this bedroom set from a neighbor.  

Thank you Lord!!!

There is Value To My Struggle

There is Value To My Struggle

I have been struggling withg finances and my energy to keep up with so many things going on in my life.  I am reminded by whta my pastor tells the church as he goes through his phisical illness.  If you are struggling... watch this...

http://vimeo.com/69908299


 

Poverty... Such a minor detail...

September 24, 2013

 “Every adversity, every failure, every heartache carries with it the seed of an equal or greater benefit”. -Napoleon Hill

Yesterday was very painful as I had to pay money to my landlord for moneys that we owed them for a late payment of our rent. This is money that we struggled to save for the last month and a half to pay off some of our balance at the furniture store.  We do not have a table to have our meals at this moment and we are using a small table to crunch together and eat.  We do the best we can with what we have. 

My kids and my wife and I know what it is to be poor from different experiences in our lives.  We know how to be patient and make the best with what we have.  The table that we had had legs that just got too loose and it did not fit in our eating area.  So we decided to get rid of it.  We settled for the small table.  We found this great table that can fit eight people made of wood and my wife was able to mix and match the chairs she liked.  So we put it on lay away to save money on interest and gather our funds this way.

The money that I paid the landlord was going to be used to pay for the table.  Now we will have to wait a few more weeks to get the table hopefully for Thanksgiving dinner we will have our table.  It is disappointing but we faced financial struggles we fell behind and had to suffer late fees and legal fees. 

My life has not always been this way.  But it seems that poverty has been in my life in several stages of my life.  I remember living in Mexico and my father had left us to work in California.  We survived on what my mother could earn washing and ironing form neighbors.  I remember one day that I had to go to school and my mother did not have money for me to buy food at school.  So she took me to the corner store and got an avocado on credit and made me a dinner roll with avocado for lunch.  That sandwich was so good.  Perhaps because I was so hungry. 

 

 

Things got better then.  Things will be better soon, Lord willing.

 

Problems or Opportunities

September 23, 2013

Someone said this weekend:

“I am not going to waste time telling God how big my problem is. 

I am going to invest my time telling my problem

how big my God is!”

This week has begun and I am fighting my landlord to avoid eviction.  I will be dropping an absurd amount of money to avoid getting kicked out of the house we rent.  In less than 12 days I will have to pay my next month’s rent and find money for everything else.  It will be so rough but God will see us through.

Today, I am going to share my about my origins…

I was born in Mexico City by accident as my mother went in to labor as they visited family.  I was born during the Christmas month on the year that Nadia Comaneci scored a perfect 10 and won the gold medal in the summer Olympics. I am the first of five children my parents ended up with.  One year after I was born I bit an electrical cord and fell in to a comma for three months and when I was able to come back, I was constantly ill and had to stay in medical care in the hospital for the next 24 months.  Another reason I stayed in the hospital for so long was that I had to have reconstructive plastic surgery to my mouth due to the severe burns I had suffered…  When I finally returned home, I had two siblings I had never seen. 

 

 

I grew up staying in the hospital and going through surgeries.  It was physically painful. It was even harder to cope with the loneliness and sadness of the separation from my parents and made me learn to be able live without them.  Being alone with other kids and hospital personnel was my reality.  The picture above is a picture that I have of me when I was 5 years old.  Yes I look like a trouble maker huh?

Until next time...

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Getting Back on Track...

It has been some time since I have come in here and posted some thing. 

I have had to deal so many things it is unbelievable..

From this pint forward.. this blog is going to be a chronicle of the struggles of a father with his life at work, with life as a man and life raising children and managing a family.

I am divorced and have remarried all with in the last 3 years of my life. 

In the next couple of weeks... I will post some historical facts and get caught up to current events. 

For today.. I will just share about my self to you all... and any one who cares to read this post...

Feel free to comment as you read...