So many times I have asked myself… what is happiness?
I have searched in the books, I tried to dig in the ground, I searched at night contemplating the stars, I looked for it in people.. but nothing seemed to define something strong, pure, invincible and unbreakable, something that would last.

Than, when I was about to give up, the answer came to me by itself.

*drums please*
Tadaaaa: Obedience.
That’s what I was looking for. This is something I got to understand about two years ago in the beautiful peaceful morning runs I used to have in Honduras. God spoke to me that morning in an amazing way, talking about Abraham, who was called a friend of God: “But Abraham does not reason; he obeys.”
Obedience towards God is what brings happiness into your life. Why you might ask..or how is that possible? Well.. God is your designer. He knows how you function and he knows what you need. He knows what the future holds and he knows you inside out. He knows you and loves you and most than anyone on this world, he wants the best for you.
Knowing that he knows you and how you work naturally brings us to the conclusion that he has to have written instructions. Sure He has done that. He never would have leave us in darkness. We do have an instruction book. We just need the willingness, curiosity and desire to open it, the patience to read it and pay attention to its directions, the humbleness to follow and obey, apply it into our daily lives.

Here are some very simple but precious words from Mother Teresa.
“People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.
Be honest and sincere anyway.
What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.
Create anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, will often be forgotten.
Do good anyway.
Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.
Give your best anyway.
In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.” | Mother Theresa
Forgive, be kind, succeed, be honest, be sincere, be creative, live happily, make good choices, give the best of you. For you don’t do it to gain man approval but you do them because you are a child of God and because His love brings the best out of you and following His will in your life in total obedience brings true ever lasting peace and happiness to your soul.

Happiness is fulfilling God’s will in your life; being in total obedience towards his commandments; being forgiven just as we forgive others; being kind and not expecting anything back; being honest not because we want to impress or with a hidden agenda but because we can not be other than honest and sincere people; use your God given brain, be creative, spread joy and happiness around you; give to everyone, share love, smiles and compassion; but the most, give God the glory..and yourself. There’s no safer way to be.

Letters to Autumn { October }

Dear Autumn,

It’s November again.

It’s been a year since my attempt to write you a series of letters which ended up in being just one letter. I hope you can forgive me..

But today I am determined to start writing again.. I hope you can bear with me as I’m sure I got a bit rusty over the past months..

It’s been a whole entire year. Who would have thought?.. Last year, today, I was reminded again that life is precious but is so incredible short. Tomorrow is not in our hands.. I remember.. 1 November 2014.. I was trying to hold back my tears and say: “That’s what God wanted. He knows better.” And I am sure He does know. But is it really always God’s will? In the past year I started seeing a bit different the will of God.

It was an early Saturday morning. Was Sabbath, rest day for the soul and body.. But little did I know that day was not going to bring rest to my heart.. I was in Germany, attending a youth event. Friday, the day before, I found out my father’s sister was in the hospital and she needed prayers. The next thing I know, she did no longer need my prayers…

Death happens every single second but it hits us hard only when is personally connected to someone we know or love or something we relate to in a very special way. So, as the selfish human being as I am, I cried.

After there were no more tears to be cried, I stopped and asked myself: why do we cry? Do we cry because we are sorry for the person who died? Why would we feel sorry for them.. they feel no more, they hear no more, they hurt no more. Aren’t we maybe crying for ourselves? For the emptiness that is left in our hearts after they are gone.. for the moments when we are going to miss them? Or maybe for the things that we haven’t told them or for the hugs we have not shared with them? And here we come again.. down to the selfishness of human nature.

Going back to my story..you see, is my favorite aunt we are talking about. My dad’s older sister. Every year when we went visit them during the summer holidays, she always baked my favorite deserts and my favorite dishes. Whenever we would go visit grandma and grandpa, aunt Mariana would have donuts and fries for me (don’t jump to judge, salads and abundance of fruits straight from their organic garden, were filling the dinner tables too!). I remember that every visit was an everlasting adventure of treasure hunting. Every single corner of the property was hiding a new interesting discovery I was going to make that summer. All the time there were new animals around the house and different kind of canned food she would prepare for us for winter. Oh.. the little ducks or the baby chickens, or the cats and the kitties and the puppies and the dogs and the parrots and… yes. You guessed it right. My ant was an animal lover. And she treated them so well. And all of them repaid her love with loyalty.. I remember my grandma not letting the dogs inside the house and whenever they would see my aunt coming, they would just try to get in with her so they can snuggle in bed with her. Oh.. what times were those..

My earliest memories of my favorite aunt were those from the family worship when we would pray for her and my other uncle that they both will accept Jesus Christ as their savior and Lord. She was raised in a christian family but she chose her own way. I remember praying that she gives up smoking and she gives her life to God.. 20 years later, my dad gets a phone call: “Please, come, I want to get baptized. And I want you to be the one who will baptize me.” Oh what a joy! Can you imagine praying for someone for 20 years and eventually seeing those prayers being answered?!? I’m sure there were tears of joy in heaven..

I know that when someone is not with us anymore, we only say nice things about them. And I would not do anything different. But I want to use this heartbreaking experience from my life to turn it into a blessing.

My favorite ant is not alive anymore. She is asleep and she can not make decisions or do anything anymore. But, my dear autumn, I hope the readers can realize that we, who are still alive, we have still this chance of doing things in a different way. See.. my aunt decision of accepting Christ as her savior, unfortunately did not take away the consequences of her 40 years of smoking. When she was in the hospital, not feeling well, they discovered a huge tumor in her lungs. As much as I love my aunt, I can not say now: “This is what God wanted.” No! God does not want us to die. But God gives us freedom of choice.. and our choices, sooner or later will have a bigger impact on our lives than we can think of, right now.

The day aunt Mariana decided to follow Christ was probably the best day of her life and the best decision she could have made for her life. But that could not take away the 40 years of ignorance from her side. She consciously gave away 12 minutes of her life with every cigarette she smoke. And no, that was not God’s will that she will leave us so soon. That was her decision for 40 years. I do not blame her. I am happy she had turned her life around but … I do still wonder what if.. she was still around?

Dear Autumn, I am putting this out here not to blame my aunty.. not to picture an ugly image of herself. I love her to bits. And I cling to the great hope we have, that when Jesus will come back, I will meet her again, and hug her and tell her I love her. I care for her very much and I wish she could be here so I can express all these things to her. But, dear Autumn, the reason I am putting all this things out there is for anyone that might be reading this thoughts mixed together on a virtual pice of paper on a autumn day..  After a long time of thinking I decided to write down all this thoughts.. I realized how underestimated is the power that relies in the free will of choice that was given to us, human being, by our Father in Heaven.

I don’t know who is going to read my letter to you, but please, dearest Autumn, either he/she is a stranger or friend, fellow blogger, or pastor, or doctor.. I don’t know how and who got them here on this messy piece of letter.. but I am sure, dear reader, that you are either a son, a brother, a grandson, a nephew, a cousin, a father or a future father, a husband or someone that dreams of becoming one, a friend or just a stranger walking down the road.. One thing I know for sure: for someone, you are something, and the decisions you make today for your life, will infinitely affect them.

Please, I beg you! Is not your life! You can not do whatever you want with it! You were brought with the price of Jesus’ blood. And He paid with His life so you can be free.. Life is a gift you have received and which you have to treasure and take care of, like you care for the most precious thing you own. And the life you were given is to be shared. You are not made to live for yourself, achieve your own desires and plans and live after your own taste and will.  a  This is the cruel reality. Is not a pleasant image. But is the cruel reality. On my shoulders, and your shoulders relies a responsibility.. that we would live an intentional responsible life… and we would do everything in our power that we won’t cause unnecessary tears to those we love.. Now, drop that cigarette or you know what is that habit that is shortening your life, and add more minutes to your life.

Now, stand up, turn your computer off and go spend time with those you love. No, don’t take your phone with you. Spend intentional time with your dear ones. Give them a hug . Make them know that you cherish them.. and hug them again.. and once more.

Letters to Autumn { September }


I almost forgot how beautiful you can be.
I forgot how the nature gets beautifully painted in the colors of the rainbow. It warms my heart just to look at you. Orange, yellow, green and brown leaves are covering the earth but the most fascinating for me are the red ones…they are rare but you can see them from afar.

The colorfulness of the nature means that it is in the process of dying and it reminds me that sin has still dominion over our planet. But I’m amazed by the elegance and beauty of dying leaves. I know, right? How can there be any beauty in death?

Well my dear, the most beautiful death I know of, is that of Someone who chose to give up his life, to make sure I can live. Sounds crazy, ha? But yes, in order for the spring leaves to be able to grow, other leaves have to die in the autumn..

My life would have not been the same without Him, deciding to pay with His own life. Is mind blowing thinking that this amazing Man brought color and sunshine in every gray sky of every single person He met. And if this was not mind blowing enough for you, take that: He gave life and hope and healing to EVERY SINGLE person He met. And as if this was not enough, imagine this: He impacted people’s lives long before He lived on our planet and is still impacting our lives today and will continue to do it until the end of time. Still making a difference even after He left. Through His death, He paints every single grey sky of ours. With the prince of his own life He made it possible that today, we can live with the hope for a better life, future, and world. He is giving us hope for a bright new beginning. That’s why I love sunrises.

God might like colors. I wonder what is his favorite?.. He might like red – the color of ultimate sacrifice and perfect love.

Tonight I felt like a child overwhelmed by so much beauty: the sky on fire, the clouds looked like somebody forgot to turn them off, the trees started to get rusty and yellow and red and orange, the lonely bench by the forest, the quietness of the wind..

It’s interesting how even though all the trees are green during summer, when you come, dear Autumn, not all the leaves turn the same color..

And talking about colors.. Oh how blessed I am! I do not deserve it but I am blessed with people that add so much color to my life. You know, those kind of people that stop by and write a sweet message on your wall ( oh, I’m sorry, you don’t have Facebook..but don’t be sad, it’s a gain! People that love you will find a way to let you know that they care in any other way), or roommates that just spontaneously write you encouraging messages and share quotes with you, ask questions, wait for the answers, take the time to listen, share their thoughts, or dear people that care more about listening to you (even late in the night) than going to sleep (despite having to show up at work the next day).

Today, I was reminded of death and life. When I die, If I die, I want to be remembered as someone that planted the seeds of peace and of His unfailing love. I wish I would be remembered as that girl that added color in other people’s lives, with the color of salvation shining through..

..But until then, if I may be excused, need to go meet the Great Artist to refill my paint buckets🙂


open letter to my first love

          Yes, you got it right. This post it’s dedicated to my first love.
          It’s funny how people change. A while ago I was very sure I don’t believe in love at first sight and that all this worldly clichés on love are just garbage. But you know what? Today, I found myself thinking about my first love and realizing that it’s actually true what they say: “you will never forget your first love”. And truth be told, I don’t even want to forget.
          If you know me a little more, you probably already wonder: “What in the world is going on with this girl?!”. I always said that there is not such thing as love at first sight. But now, I might not totally agree with myself anymore. And that’s not because I fell in love the first moment I saw him, but because he did. See, I don’t remember the first time I saw him, nor the second or the third but, he does. They say that actually we met a lot before I actually have memories of him. But it didn’t take me long until I fell for him even though my first memories of him are very vague.. I don’t remember how he came into my life but I remember this handsome, strong, funny man being around me and felt like he was perfectly fitting in my picture. Somehow it felt like he has always been part of my life. And maybe he did? I don’t know how it all started but I just remembered I adored being around him. He made me feel safe and secure. He has a good sense of humor, always made me laugh, has this strong personality (of course, he is a choleric!). He has this gift of making people like him at first sight. I wonder how come I didn’t fell for him the moment I saw him. Or maybe I did, but I can not recall that?!
         Besides always making me smile and laugh he was the man I could look up to. And I don’t refere to him being tall (maybe he is not the tallest man I know but considering that I am not tall myself…) but also spiritually. Well, let’s say he was the perfect man any girl could dream for: caring and loving, affectionate, with a good sense of humor, high values, with a strong personal relationship with God, with a big heart and a great love for God and for others.
         Now, imagine the most generous person you have ever met. Imagine a person that doesn’t care that much about their own comfort but for whom you are the priority, your health, your well-being andimage happiness. A man that is willing to give away all he has – cloths, shoes, car, time, energy, to make others happy and to show them God’s love. Someone who is willing to fulfill any of your wishes – according to the power of his pocket, of course. Well this is my guy: not thinking twice when it’s about other people’s needs ( he once gave away his only church shoes just because he met someone that had none). And don’t picture him as a business man ‘coz he is not. He is a mission minded man who is willing give up anything just so the Love of Christ can reach other souls. He is the guy that has no shame in talking to strangers, picking up people from the side of the road, receiving them in his house, sharing with them his food, car, house, and any other material things. How cound one resist and not fall in love with such a guy? This is the guy I fell in love with: a man with the biggest loving heart ever.
           I remember how this guy trusted me enough to let me learn to drive on his car (not on public roads of course), I remember him spoiling me and calling me sweet names, I remember wrestling with him and laughing until our cheeks and belly muscles would hurt, I remember wiping my forehead when he would give me an unexpected kiss or fighting with him when he would want to give me a kiss on the cheek, telling him that he needs to shave that beard, I remember enjoying together ice scream both in town (until someone informed him that is actually not healthy).
          I remember that he traveled very often. Once, he was away for 3 months. I remember how much I missed him those months. I was always carrying his picture with me wherever I went and sometimes my mom would find me crying while holding his picture. I remember he came back on a friday. Feels like yesterday. This girl, was the happiest girl on the planet. When we went to church on sabbath, I did not leave his side. I remember how proud I felt holding his arm. He was my knight in shining armor. Well maybe not exactly armor. More like a nice suit and a nice tie.
         If Mara, my 5 years old niece, could read the lines above she would have already asked me: “So why don’t you marry him?” (the other week she asked her mom, Naomi – my sister: “Why is Sarah not married yet?” Well I don’t know where she gets this ideas but maybe she was still under the impression of Raluca’s wedding and maybe the fact she had high fever contributed too :D) So I don’t blame you if you now are wondering what happened and why am I still single if I met the perfect man? Why did I let him go? Well, I did not let him go. He is still a big part of my life. But let’s go back to my story..
         I was telling you of the reunion day. Oh my soul was filled with joy member the day and the great feeling reunion gives to one’s soul. I remember feeling like I wanted to scream out loud from the bottom of my stomach how much I missed and loved this guy. I remember looking around, looking at him and telling myself: when I grow up, I’m gonna marry someone just like him!
         Oh, why I didn’t marry him? Well I can not marry him because I still have to share him with 3 other women: my mom and my two other sister. Oh wait, and with my niece too (I tell you, she is in love with him!!!). Because he loved my mom enough to marry her and that’s how I came to this world… and the rest is history🙂
          So… yah! The perfect man exists but he is taken!😛 But to anyone who is loosing hope on finding the perfect man, I tell you, there are real gentlemen out there. Is just a matter of time, patience and faith to see them.
        To my first and only love,
        Happy Belated Birthday!
          I will always love you and cherish your example and sacrifice. I pray that as time passes by you will grow even stronger in faith, in love for God and for mom and in kindness and patience🙂
Love you to the rainbow and back! Always did! Always will🙂

My Hondurian Dream

As some of you might already now, starting with August 2013 Norway is temporarely my home. As part of the one year medical missionary training program of Matteson Mission School we had a mission intership at VIDA International, a ministry located in Honduras, Central America.

As I am romanian and I can not travel through the US without a visa so I had to travel by myself taking a longer route. I started my tripon January 5th going from Oslo, Norway to Tegucigalpa, Honduras through London, UK – Madrid, Spain – San Jose, Costa Rica.

Once arrived in Honduras from the first day I started helping around cleaning the dorm and helping with the cooking until thursday, when the rest of my class arrived. Then we started by having classes in the morning and making adobes in the afternoon – you wonder what adobes are? Well adobes are bricks made out of mud, water, pine nidles and..a lot of sweat🙂

It was strange but good to get to a place where you can wear flipflops in january. It was warm an nice even though it was winder and during my stay there i had to keep remind myself that is not summer.

The first nigt there was magical. Magical indeed. When the darnkess started to come you could see small little lights blinking all around..looked like a scene from a tale with princes and princesses. Besides the fireflyies, the stary sky and the music of the nature combined with the fresh air you could breath..oh such a blessing to be in a place like this. I loved just staying outside laying in the hamoock or laying in my bed and watching the fireflyes, the sky and enjoying every bit of magic that the place could give. It is very hard to describe the scenario in words. You have to experince it yourself in order to understand.

Most of my work at Vida was in the construction area. Yup, I have no degree in constructions but I worked in this area for 2 months. Let me explain. The first sunday adter we got there we were introduced to the amazing proces of making adobes: We had to prepare the dirt by cleaning the ground of any grass, brake the dirt into fine pouder, put it in a pile, add water and pine niddles, walk on it with your fit until its all nicely mixed. Than the nice mud dough would be filled in a weelbarrow and taken to the place where the mud goes into the woden forms. I tell you, it’s a pretty complex process and requires a lot of energy😀

Besides working with mud, we also organized and planned the Kids Health Week which turned out to be something totally different than what we expected. At first we started planning for 15 to 20 kids. Few days later we were told that actually we need to prepare for 40-50 kids because two teachers from the public school want their kids to take part of the program. But 4 days before the program we get another call: the principal of the local public school wants this health program for all the kids in the school – somewhere around 300 kids. And no, I didn’t add an extra 0.

So looked like the Lord wanted us to give more🙂 because of time and space sake eventually, we ended up having just 150 kids being part of the Kids Health Week and even though was not an easy job.. it turned out to be an huge blessing and experience.

The second last sabbath when we went in outreach with Carlitos (volunteer at Vida) we ended up visiting a very sweet elderly couple. But to my surprise, in their house gaithered some kids that knew my name. It didn’t take me very long until I discovered that  5 this kids had been part of our program. So with my poor soanish I started talking with them – here and there needing Carlitos to translate. To my huge surprise, they knew the  New Start song we sang withnthem everyday and the meaning of every letter.

I was once more reminded that when we do what we can with what we have, God multiplies the blessings and does the rest. What a blessing to hear from the mouth of this little ones the NEW START principles with the explanations for every letter: Nutrition – have a diet based on fruits vegetables and nuts; Exercise – exercise and be active; Water – drink enough water (6-8 glasses of water/day), use the water for hygikene and keep the water clean; Sun – the importance of vitamin D but also of protecting ourselves from burning sun; Temperance – eat moderately what is good and healthy for your body and abstinence from what is harmful and ungealthy; Air – importance of breathing clean air and breathing corectly and keeping the air clean; Rest – the importance of sleeping early and getting enough sleep; Trust in God – the conclusion and the most important of all is to Trust in GOD.

In my last week at Vida I took part of several classes in kindergarden and primary school. Such a blessing to see how this kids can be molded and formed and thought God’s beautiful lessons through devoted christian teachers. Once more I was reminded that education is the most important thing in this world and most important tool for the salvation of people.

Such an experience makes the memories of rats waking us up at night or big spiders and skorpions visiting our room or tarantulas coming out of the dirt in the garden or ants invading the dorm fade away and be just funny exotic stories to tell your kids or grandkids when you’ll get old🙂

You ask me if I enjoyied Honduras? Oh what a question is that! Honduras was not only a wonderful experience but was a blessed time of growth and beautiful oportunity to make lifelong memories. You ask me if I would go back there? Unfortunately my bank account is empty right now, otherwise I would be very happy to book a ticket and fly again to see all the beautiful souls and precious people I met there. But until then I am thankful to be able to carry this precious people in my heart and to keep them in my prayers.

last birthday

…last year around the same time, I had no idea that today I will be writing this post about this subject on my blog. Ha.. How funny life is..

There are so many things I am grateful for and which make me happy when I think about April 7. I never thought that this date will became so special and important until this past year🙂 I guess it was always a special day just that it took me a while to find it out.. You might wonder already what is so special about it.. Is it because spring is here? Spring starts in March not in April.. But considering that my temporary home is Norway, spring can start even later than April😀 You can also think that the number might have a significance.. yes, 7 is the number of perfection but we have it 12 times a year, don’t we? So what could be so special about this day? Well let me try to begin to tell you..

Today is special because is the birthday of someone who was introduced to our family last year.. it is not as special to me as it is to my oldest sis, Raluca but it is still worth to be marked in my calendar because it is the birthday of my future brother-in-law🙂 I have to admit that the first time I met Roman I thought to myself: this guy is too serious, he needs to hang out more with our family. Only days after that I found out that he became my sister’s boyfriend. (my family members are serious people too, just that we have some Latin blood running though our veins😛 )

As any good protective younger sisters would do, I started to study the guy to make sure my sister is hanging out with the right person😛 So the first thing that caught my attention was His love for Christ which was reflected in the relationships with others. Before talking to my sister about his desire to start a courtship with her, he talked to my dad first. I was like: “WOW! This guy is something…” (If you want to read more about their love story check my sister’s blog HERE )

The second thing it was his patience and calmness. I won’t expand this one but those who went sightseeing with us last May will understand what I am taking about.

The 3rd thing that impressed me was his interest in all the aspects of healthy lifestyle – therefore, when my sister came back from the first trip to Germany, she came back with nice delicious home made hazelnut and almond butter made by Roman. Just take a look:


In about 61 days Roman will officially become my brother-in-law so I will probably have plenty of opportunities to continue this list😛

Dear Roman,

I said it once and I want to say it again: the Godly way of approaching your relationship with my sister was inspiring and encouraging and a reminder for me that there are still faithful people in this world who cherish the Christian values and whose definite aim is to honor and glorify God in everything they do. You restored my faith in gentlemankind (yah I know, I invented a new English word) – I am very grateful for your example. I pray that God will continue to use you and that your example will help others find Christ and seek Him first.

Happy and very blessed birthday, bro!!! Can’t wait to soon be able to officially welcome you in the family😀 It’s good to know my sister will be in good hands😛 Proud to get people like you in the family🙂

May you live for eternity!
Lots of blessing,


P.S. This is your LAST birthday as an unmarried guy! Hope you had a blast🙂
P.P.S. Remember, as far as everyone knows, we are a nice normal family😀
P.P.P.S. And a musical birthday wish HERE😀

God’s chosen methods

There is an eloquence far more powerful than the eloquence of words in the quiet, consistent life of a pure, true Christian. What a man is has more influence than what he says.

The officers who were sent to Jesus came back with the report that never man spoke as He spoke. But the reason for this was that never man lived as He lived. If His life had been other than it was, He could not have spoken as He did. His words bore with them a convincing power, because they came from a heart pure and holy, full of love and sympathy, benevolence and truth.
It is our own character and experience that determine our influence upon others. In order to convince others of the power of Christ’s grace, we must know its power in our own hearts and lives. The gospel we present for the saving of souls must be the gospel by which our own souls are saved. Only through a living faith in Christ as a personal Saviour is it possible to make our influence felt in a skeptical world. If we would draw sinners out of the swift-running current, our own feet must be firmly set upon the Rock, Christ Jesus.

The badge of Christianity is not an outward sign, not the wearing of a cross or a crown, but it is that which reveals the union of man with God. By the power of His grace manifested in the transformation of character the world is to be convinced that God has sent His Son as its Redeemer. No other influence that can surround the human soul has such power as the influence of an unselfish life. The strongest argument in favor of the gospel is a loving and lovable Christian.

To live such a life, to exert such an influence, costs at every step effort, self-sacrifice, discipline. It is because they do not understand this that many are so easily discouraged in the Christian life. Many who sincerely consecrate their lives to God’s service are surprised and disappointed to find themselves, as never before, confronted by obstacles and beset by trials and perplexities. They pray for Christlikeness of character, for a fitness for the Lord’s work, and they are placed in circumstances that seem to call forth all the evil of their nature. Faults are revealed of which they did not even suspect the existence…

It is because God is leading them that these things come upon them. Trials and obstacles are the Lord’s chosen methods of discipline and His appointed conditions of success. He who reads the hearts of men knows their characters better than they themselves know them. He sees that some have powers and susceptibilities which, rightly directed, might be used in the advancement of His work. In His providence He brings these persons into different positions and varied circumstances that they may discover in their character the defects which have been concealed from their own knowledge. He gives them opportunity to correct these defects and to fit themselves for His service. Often He permits the fires of affliction to assail them that they may be purified.

| The Ministry of Healing, page 471, Ellen G.White

my kind of HERO 1

8 March 2013

Today, on International Women’s day,  let me share with you the story of a fabulous woman, a true hero.

She was born in a small village in the SE part of a small country from the European continent. First born in a family of 3 children with two faithful parents. She was the kind of child any parent would want to have – obedient, hard working, very conscientious.

She was the kind of sister that would help her naughty brother and younger sister to do their homework for school. She was very good at math and everything that seemed scary for others just because she was a fighter and not a quitter. She was the kind of sister that would get the punishment for her siblings just because she would not confess that it was actually her naughty little brother that broke the window not her. When she went away from home for nursing school she was the kind of child that not only would not ask for more money than needed but would even give back to her dad the extra money she saved, by eating a bread a week and managing to use just the two sets of clothes she had. And while studying nursing she would be the most hardworking student doing the best with what she had – even though that was not much at all.

As a young lady you could notice her by her modesty, simplicity, set appart behavior and a simple and natural beauty. She was discreet yet confident, determined and serious. She was the kind of girl that would challenge a lot the guy that was trying to get her attention. Very good strategy I would say. Especially when it comes to very popular guys that, in many cases, happen to have more than one option (although I don’t know if that was the case😀 ). She was the kind of girl that would keep the distance enough so the guy would realize that he has to find out what he wants, and be very decided and step forward only if he was seriously thinking of courting her not only playing games (sorry guys, no offense :D ). Yet all this she was friendly and opened and sociable and nice and ah, I can not help but mention her pretty smile😉 . When a guy, friend from church initiated contact with her by letters (yah I know that is so romantic😀 :)) )  she started writing back (see? she was niece😀 ). She was the kind of person that pays attention to the little things and details that are actually making the difference in any area (she was adding a Bible verse and pressed flowers at the end of every letter). Oh well.. yah, you got it right. It starts to look like a love story😀 (and I am not talking of the guy much, otherwise he was a handsome gentleman, funny yet faithful man but maybe I will get into the gentleman perspective story on International Men’s Day – does that even exist?😀 )

Going back to our heroine, she was the kind of lady that would make a guy give up on his plans to emigrate to the US in order to marry her. Yes! You got it right! This is how he proposed to her! His emigration papers were the engagement ring and his way of kneeling in front of her (isn’t that romantic?! Oh! I love that so much! Too bad they didn’t think about the prosperity so no recording or pictures were taken.. I wish I could have witnessed that moment😀 Way better and real than Hollywood love stories, isn’t it? )

Oh wait.. I don’t know what her answer was. Can’t remember and can’t visualise it (they didn’t bother to take pictures or film it.. what a shame.. ) but what I remember is finding a wedding picture of a beautiful young lady, with a pretty smile and natural beauty having by her side a good looking gentleman, with a good sense of humor😀.. SO as you assumed already she might have said yes!😀 (Thank God she did otherwise my story would have to end right now!!!😀 And one more detail – know that she made her wedding dress with the help of an aunt).

my mum is amazing

one very beautiful bride🙂

Well now with this image, I might have just revealed the identity of this precious woman with a special life story. But but for those that don’t know it yet, I will continue. SO yes, they got married but my story does not end with an “And they lived happily ever after”.. It continues..

In the 33 years of her marriage, life led her in many different places and experiences. There were happy moments, moments of tears, moment of smiles and laughter, moments of trials and difficult experiences but that’s why the Bible says in Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

 Two are better than one,
because they have a good return for their labor:
 If either of them falls down,
one can help the other up.
But pity anyone who falls
and has no one to help them up.
 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm.
But how can one keep warm alone?
 Though one may be overpowered,
two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.

God has blessed her not only with a faithful, God fearing husband but He blessed them with 3 daughters and a lot of adventures to be part of (the 3 kids are not the ones responsable of ALL the adventures, although they have their part too but mostly I would “blame” God and her crazy adventurous husband for the adrenaline in her life😀 ). Her family moved around 10 times until now – inside her country and outside, on the same continent and other continents too.

She thought that raising her children is more important than her career. She always put others first. Always sacrificed herself. After her 3rd daughter was born, and considering the fact that the little girl’s health was very unstabile in the first years of her life, she decided to be a full time mother and wife so she stopped practicing nursing but never stopped being a nurse at home, to the community, and later on to the districts where her husband was assigned as a pastor. Always militating for healthier lives by healthy choices and by healthier remedies on illness and sickness. She became not only a nurse but had a lot of jobs in the same time: full time mom, full time wife, full time missionary, secretary for her husband, educator and teacher for her children, professional cook, professional cleaner, hairdresser, accountant, event planner, counselor, adviser, and the list can go on (I am not sure how much time you have so i will stop here with the list🙂 ).

This is the brief story of a wonderful women and she is not from another era but from another world. She is from the land of hero women, women that know what sacrifies and living for others means.

TO the woman she was, to the woman that allowed God to form and transform, and to the woman she is now, all my love and respect. I wish that somehow I can compensate and pay back for all her selfless serving and love and compassion and sacrifices she made and for that I will do my best but I know that only eternity will be able to reward her. All I want for her to be always happy and have peace in her soul. And for that I will always do my best that she will never lose her smile.

Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. […] She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens. […] Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.

Proverbs 31:10-31

This is the first part of my perspective on a real HERO. Considering that this hero woman is also my mother, I will have soon a second part of “my kind of HERO”. Until then, watch out and see the hero women in your life. Cherish them. Love them. Respect them. Show them some love every day, not only on International Women’s Day.

Happy spring and happy International Women’s day mummy! Just to make sure you got me, YOU are the HERO from my story. I thank the Lord for your faithfulness and boldness in being different and passion for others and Him.

O primăvară frumoasă îți doresc și un 8 Martie plin de pace și bucurie. Ca să mă asigur că ai înțeles tot ce e scris mai sus, să știi că tu ești eroul despre care povesteam. Îi mulțumesc lui Dumnezeu și îți mulțumesc ție pentru credincioșia ta, pentru curajul de a fi diferită și pasiunea pe care ai avuto mereu pentru alții și pentru El. Și cum sper că deja știi, te iubesc (și deși când eram mică îmi era greu să te ascult, să știi că eu chiar mă străduiam/străduiesc :D).

precious little sunshine

I still wonder when did time had time to pass by me so fast.. One year ago she was turning 3 years old. Today she is already 4 years old. Oh gush, wait, I’m getting old!!!

It seems like yesterday was the day when my sister called me to babysit my nephew, David (2 years and 2 months old that time) so she can go to the hospital and around 11 AM I became twice an aunty – Riana Mara Călugăru is responsable for that :))

I remember very clear the 3 months my sister had to take classes during summer and I had to babysit her during the day – she was just 4 months old. And right after that… the day I found out that my sweet and precious niece was in hospital and in all the 4 hospitals they went no one knew what to say about her situation, I can not erase from my memory. I remember it so clear but more clear I remember my sister’s faith and power. She never stopped believing that God gave her a healthy baby that her baby girl will get to grow up healthy and strong. Her image on that hospital’s bed broke my heart. What else if not a strong faith can keep two parents believe in God’s perfect will and plan? Well not many.. but those who have their lives and homes build on the Rock do.

So here we are.. not knowing what the future holds but knowing who holds the future. If it was by the words of the doctors we shouldn’t have wait for sunny days and happy endings but our God’s plans are perfect, and even greater than our own dreams can be.

By that time my dad was in USA and got to meet doctor Ben Carson who confirmed that the doctors could be right but who also reminded my dad that nothing is impossible for God.. He can do things human can not predict or see yet.

So God didn’t wait too much to show His presence and work. I remember the moments when she started to laugh and smile. I remember how sweet and precious was to see a smile on her face. It was like a rainbow after a tornado, and even sweeter than that. And the reaction of the doctor when he met her after 5 months was once again the proof that God was in control.

When talking to my sis on the phone I could hear her making different noises and talking to her dad or mom or brother. It was like a melody in my ears. How precious to see a baby healthy and growing and changing despite circumstances and despite the fact that specialists didn’t gave that baby hopes for the better.. What a blessing to have a God of miracles, a God we can trust for brighter days even when the storm is screaming out loud outside.

And.. those precious moments when she was falling asleep in my arms. Oh my gosh! There is nothing sweeter than a baby.. falling asleep in your arms. The peace that radiates from their face, it’s simply contagious!!! It’s amazing how someone so little can have such a big impact in your life just by the fact that they exist. As she got older she got more active and the more truble she was: every thing that was higher than the ground, everything she could climb, was her playground :)) Imagine the fun my sister has everyday since the day she started to have independence and started walking by herself.

I love how we use to cuddle and hug and the abundance of kisses I always get from her. And when she gets in competition with her older brother, imagine what a storm of kisses I get :))

It is no secret that she is daddy’s little girl. When she wakes up, first place to be is on daddy’s lap. When daddy gets home, nothing else matters. He has to be all hers. When having sleepovers I was having a really hard time to convince her to take advantage of my presence and sleep with me. But when I was winning over daddy it was the result of a very hard work, believe me. I had to promise bedtime stories, a good pillow, special treatments like rubbing her back, and the list can continue.

I won’t get too much into more details because when she started specking the stories multiplies with 10.

She is so unpredictable, surprising us with things we would not even imagine she can think about or talk about. It’s always therapy to spend time with my niece and nephew coz they always do things that make me burst in laughter and gives me tummy aches. You can’t be upset or get upset in her presence. She just won’t let you be sad! That’s one of her unwritten rules. And how I love that about her🙂

Well… if she has been such a blessing to me and to my entire family in just 4 years of her life, I can not even imagine what the next years have in store for us..

To my written thoughts I added few representative pictures from the day she arrived on this earth to the present. Just click on the first picture and than you will be able to go through all the slideshow. Seeing the pictures I hope you will get a slice of how this little girl brought so much sunshine in our family in the past 4 years.

P.S. We should never forget to be thankful even for the hard time.. the gold has to go through the fire in order to be purified🙂

My precious little princess. Hope one day, when you’ll be able to read, you will find this words written here and be reminded of how much you are loved and how thankful we are to God for blessing our family through you!

I love you to the rainbow and back!
Happy birthday!

Guard your ❤

Lately, I’ve heard a lot of people claiming the quote “Follow your heart.” or “Do what your heart tells you to do.” And when I could intervine and tell what I know the Bible says about it, I did but people are not always ready to hear this. Regarding this, I would like to share with you what the Bible says about following our hearts.

"Above everything else guard your heart, 
because from it flow the springs of life."
Proverbs 4:23

On the other hand, I’ve seen so many people broken hearted lately that made me want to shout: Instead of Following Your heart, better GUARD your heart! Oh well… I want to share this very nice song with you all..

May we always aspire for the best we can be and do, for His glory!

Hope you will enjoy the song.
Stay blessed!

P.S. On the same theme, I found a very nice presentation of two dedicated and faithful young people. Hope you will be blessed by it. May God help us all to guard our minds and hearts.


Work hard, prepare

“Young men should be qualifying themselves by becoming familiar with other languages, that God may use them as mediums to communicate His saving truth to those of other nations. These young men may obtain a knowledge of other languages even while engaged in laboring for sinners. If they are economical of their time, they can be improving their minds and qualifying themselves for more extended usefulness. If young women who have borne but little responsibility would devote themselves to God, they could qualify themselves for usefulness by studying and becoming familiar with other languages. They could devote themselves to the work of translating.”

| Testimonies for the Church, Vol.3, p.204.

Butterfly, laughter, patience and more

Only God

can turn a caterpillar into a butterfly,

sand into pearls

and coal into diamonds.

Don’t despise the seasons of pressure.”

“We are not here to be overcome,

but to rise unvanquished after every knockout blow,

and laugh the laugh of faith, not fear.”

Amy Carmichael

“..the deepest spiritual lessons

are not learned by His letting us

have our way in the end,

but by His making us wait,

bearing with us in love and patience

until we are able to honestly pray

what He taught His disciples to pray:

Thy will be done.”

Elisabeth  Elliot

‎”Those who excel at the art of sacred living know how to savor the romance of life, the beautiful joy and simplicity of knowing Him, and walking in His presence. It doesn’t happen by adopting a self-focused, pleasure-seeking attitude, but by learning how to cherish and value the opportunities that God gives us in each day. Daily life is bursting with opportunities to enjoy His amazing creation; opportunities to cultivate relationships with family and friends; opportunities to build God’s kingdom; opportunities to create, to sing, to dance, to worship, to serve, to laugh, and to learn. Are we letting those sacred moments pass us by? If so, it’s time to return to the peaceful, still waters, and green pastures of daily intimacy with our King. No other lifestyle compares to one lived in His presence!” Leslie Ludy (The Art of Sacred Living – article in Sept/Oct ’12)

“The path of the just is as the shining light, that shines more and more to the perfect day.” (Proverbs 4:18)


Happy birthday to my oldest sister!

Happy birthday RA!!!

 Hey there,So today is a big day😀
I am so happy how perfect timing was that I called you and I got the chance to see you blowing the candles aswel :)So this post is dedicated to you sis🙂

R is for her first born RIGHT🙂
A is for her ALWAYS being someone you can count on.
L is for the peaceful green LIGHT in her eyes🙂
U is for her UNIQUENESS.
C is for her COMMITMENT to God.
A is for ALWAYS doing things ahead of  me
(first: she was obviously born before me, she went as a missionary voluntier before me, she went in US before me, she gets up early in the morning before me, she gets to bad before me, and the list can go on :D)Hope you had a blessed time sis and that you enjoyed every second of the exciting North America :)Happy birthday, sis!P.S. I love you! :*

Happy 26th Birthday, Daddy!

Sorry guys, he's already mine!

The Best Dad In The World!
P.S. sorry guys, he’s taken!!!

This post is for you dad!
I know I don’t say it often enough but I really appreciate you and all your passion and love you put in everything you do. I am proud of you and I love you very much! You have no idea how happy and thankful I am to God for gave us, you, not once, not twice but 4th times!!!
G – is for his GREAT sense of humor🙂
H – is for always being a good HELPER – in time of need or no need at all;
E – is for his ENTHUSIASTIC way to respond to his call;
O – is for his ONLY problem – caring too much :D 
R – is for him always fighting for what is RIGHT;
G – is for his GIANORMOUS amont of energy he has; 
H – is for always having a HERO’s heart (a heart filled with love and passion but which is not deprived of heartaches)
E – is for eternally minded, eternally loved and eternally growing in faith, courage and love.
Happy and very blessed birthday dad!
I hope you have a tremendous day
and I want you to never forget
that whatever life brings in our way
God will always be there🙂
Love you,

“I love you”

Why do we need February 14th to show love to each other? 

Don't you think that God put 365 days in a year 
so that we have plenty of time to show each other what we feel 
and to show our love by our everyday words, behavior and attitude?
Honestly, I rather have 365 days of pure love 
with no enormous expensive gifts 
than a day dominated by the red in every single aspect: 
heart-shaped pillows, roses, teddy bears, 
and ginormous presents and millions of "I love you"s..

I prefer the authenticity of their April 22nd much more 
than the superficiality of the February 14th. 
So, my dear friend, say "I love you" whenever you get the chance,
everyday single day of every single year.. an when needed, you can also use the words :) 
:) wishing you 365 days full of authentic love!


P.S. Thnx Ali for the video :)

Gold or God?

Dears friends…
There is nothing I can add to this.
Just listen to this powerful message.
Ask yourselves this serious questions.
Take a second and give yourself a sincere answer.
Localize the problem.
Decide for a change.
Move foreword.. He is by your side🙂


P.S. Happy Sabbath!

honest song for a honest 2012

I don’t care how poor a man is..
if he has a family (and friends) he is rich..”

Years come and go.. so here we are: 2012🙂
it is a new year, a new start,
new hopes, new plans, new dreams..
I consider myself a blessed person.
No, God didn’t blessed me with possessions, money and things.
But He blessed me with a beautiful family and amazing friends..
So, this post is for those who made me the reachest person in the world..

A honest song for a fresh new start!
Wishing that this year,
 our ♥ will sing just honest songs🙂
 May this year bring us all
 closer to Jesus.. we are almost Home!
Click HERE to listen to the song🙂

They say that “friends are the family you choose for yourself”
So dear family, I wish you all a blessed new year!🙂

the most precious

my amazing mum

my amazing mum

Today I want to thank God for giving me a MUM like no one has🙂

C - is for her CARING heart;
O - means ONLY that she's growing old; 
R - means RIGHT, and right she'll always be; 
N - is for NEVER does she forgot me; 
E - is for her EYES, with love-light shining; 
L - is for her LOYAL heart; 
I - means INTUITION - always reading my mind; 
A - means that she ALWAYS loved me and will :)


Happy birthday to the most precious MUM in the world !!!
 p.s. I ♥ you

my hawayan dolphin


© Jorge Narvaez Photography

Today I am thankful for the lesson God’s wanted to teach me..
I realized that dreams do come true..
but we can’t just sit in the corner and wait for it to happen..
We have to build them step by step..
with patience, wisdom, strong determination and will.
We decide if dreams come true when we do our part.
One of my dreams is to swim with dolphins..
Today, I just received a dolphin from Hawaii😀 ( thanks to the generosity of Melody Manson to whom I am very thankful )
So I got my own dolphin now but I have to do my part and .. learn to swim!!!!

Thank you Mel!!!!!!!!!! It was one of the sweetest surprise ever!!!

Really.. thank you bunches!!!

So.. in order to see your dreams fulfilled.. go do your part first🙂

..playing with others ♥

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“Trifling With Hearts—To trifle with hearts is a crime of no small magnitude in the sight of a holy God. And yet some will show preference for young ladies and call out their affections, and then go their way and forget all about the words they have spoken and their effect. A new face attracts them, and they repeat the same words, devote to another the same attentions.

never play with hearts
never play with people’s hearts

This disposition will reveal itself in the married life. The marriage relation does not always make the fickle mind firm, the wavering steadfast and true to principle. They tire of constancy, and unholy thoughts will manifest themselves in unholy actions. How essential it is, then, that the youth so gird up the loins of their mind and guard their conduct that Satan cannot beguile them from the path of uprightness.”

~ The Adventist Home, pag.57

… when “love never fails”

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I was in office when, around 8:30 AM when an old gentleman with a bandaged finger, entered. He tells me that he is in hurry because he has a meeting is scheduled for 09:00. I invited him to sit down knowing that it will take at least a half  hour until the doctor will show up. I notice just how eagerly he watches every minute passing.

Meanwhile I think that would not be a bad ideea to take off his bandage and check the wound. The wound doesn’t look that bad. While waiting for the doctor, I decide to disinfect the wound and I start a little conversation. I ask him how important is the meeting and if he prefers to wait to be treat by the doctor himself. He answers me that it is very important for him to go to the elderly house, as he does for years, to have breakfast with his wife.

Politely, I ask him about his wife’s health. The old gentleman tells me that his wife has Alzheimer, and she entered the elderly house 7 years ago. Thinking that in a moment of lucidity his wife can notice he is late, I try to treat the wound faster but my new old friend explains me that she no longer remembers who he is.

Love Never Fails
Love Never Fails

I ask astonished:  “And you.. you go every day to have breakfast together?”. With a sweet smile, a light in the eyes and touching my hand, he replied: “It’s real that she does not know who I am, but I know very well who she is.”Meanwhile I think that wouldn’t be bad to tale off jos bandage and see how is his finger doing. The wound does not look bad. While waiting for the doctor,I decided to disinfect the wound and I started a small conversation. I ask him how urgent is the meeting he has to attend and if he prefer to wait for the doctor to treat his wound. He answer that he has to go to elderly home. He is going there for years to have breakfast with his wife. Politely I ask him about his wife’s health. Serene the old gentleman tells me that his wife has Alzheimer and was transferred to the elderly house over 7 years ago. Thinking that in a moment of lucidity his wife can get hectic noticing he is late, I hasten to treat the wound but the old gentleman explains me that she no longer remembers who he is.. it’s been five years since she started to forget.

I was speechless and a shiver went through me as I look at the old man leaving in hurry.  I swallowed my tears saying to myself: “This is love, that’s what I want from life!  For, in fact, this is how true love should look like!!!  Not necessarily physical or ideally romantic. To love means to accept what was, what, what is and what has not happened yet. “

The happiest and most fulfilled people are not necessarily that have all the best of everything, but those who just make the best of everything they got.

P.S.Thnx Lucia🙂

Missing You, missing Home

… there are lots of things going on in this world…

…standing here and looking all around me I feel like missing Home…

and as days are passing by I feel more and more missing going Home…

it just makes me miss you more and more.

Sometimes my eyes are getting teary

Sometimes my heart is feeling heavy

But thinking about the end of all this

and the beginning of a new world

it gives me wings to fly a little bit more

until the day I will finally arrive Home.


peaces of letter to you

Philippians 2: 3-16

3 Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, 4not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.

5 In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus:

6 Who, being in very nature God,
did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage;
7 rather, he made himself nothing
by taking the very nature of a servant,
being made in human likeness.
8 And being found in appearance as a man,
he humbled himself
by becoming obedient to death—
even death on a cross!

9 Therefore God exalted him to the highest place
and gave him the name that is above every name,
10 that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,
in heaven and on earth and under the earth,
11 and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord,
to the glory of God the Father.

Do Everything Without Grumbling

12 Therefore, my dear friends, as you have always obeyed—not only in my presence, but now much more in my absence—continue to work out your salvation with fear and trembling, 13 for it is God who works in you to will and to act in order to fulfill his good purpose.  14 Do everything without grumbling or arguing, 15 so that you may become blameless and pure, “children of God without fault in a warped and crooked generation.” Then you will shine among them like stars in the sky 16 as you hold firmly to the word of life. “

Set Appart Singleness

set appart singleness
set appart singleness
Some people may say,
single persons have a sad life.
I say: Surely No.
They have friends
that make them happy!
They also rejoice
in their Best Friend: the Lord.
Some might also say
that no one cares for them.
But I surely know
they have their family
who loves them!
And there is Someone
that loved them
more than His own life.
But do you know why
are they still single?
It is just because
they look forward
for a long term relationship,
at the right time,
with the right one,
not just another experience.
They want God
to be the one
that is writing
their life story
and love story.
They want
a set appart singleness.
They made the choice:
never settle for less
than God’s best.
(Thank you crocodile )

I will ♥ you for you

“It is a gracious thing in our relationship with the Heavenly Father,

to find that He loves us for ourselves and values our love more than galaxies of new created worlds.

He is quick to mark every simple effort to please Him,

and just as quick to overlook imperfections when He knows we meant to do His will.

Surely He loves us for ourselves.”

by A.W. Tozer

*I found this quote here.😉

I’ll never leave your hands

I have unanswered prayers
I have trouble I wish wasn’t there
And I have asked a thousand ways
That You would take my pain away
That You would take my pain away

I am trying to understand
How to walk this weary land
Make straight the paths that crookedly lie
Oh Lord, before these feet of mine
Oh Lord, before these feet of mine

When my world is shaking
Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave Your hands

When You walked upon the Earth
You healed the broken, lost, and hurt
I know You hate to see me cry
One day You will set all things right
Yea, one day You will set all things right

When my world is shaking
Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave Your hands

Your hands
Your hands that shape the world
Are holding me, they hold me still
Your hands that shape the world
Are holding me, they hold me still

When my world is shaking
Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave You when…

When my world is shaking
Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave…
I never leave Your hands.

culoarea mea

Pur şi simplu. Câte-odată mi-e dor. Mi-e dor de acele zile ale copilăriei când parcă timpul şi spațiul aveau alte dimensiuni, când zilele se întreceau în surprize, momente de intensitate maximă, bucurii ce eclipsau orice nemulțumire sau lacrimă, când însăși viața parcă era mai bogată în culori.

Povestirile Biblice mă câştigaseră de partea lor. Dar dintre toate, “Arca lui Noe” m-a fascinat. Parcă văd imaginile din Biblia mea pentru copii: Noe cu fiii săi lucrând la imensa construcție ce purta numele de arcă apoi ironiile oamenilor în timp ce el încerca să îi înştiințeze cu privire la ce avea să se întâmple, intrarea animalelor în corabie…

Fiind preocupată de natură, scena intrării animalelor m-a impresionat. Explicațiile părinților mă ajutau să pătrund şi mai adânc în lumea aceea de poveste. Cu timpul, am înțeles cât de importantă este ascultarea în relația cu Dumnezeu, cât de important este să ne punem în totalitate la dispozitia Lui, urmănd cu exactitate planul şi indicațiile primite. Mă întreb: ce-ar fi fost dacă Noe nu s-ar fi lăsat condus de Dumnezeu şi ar fi considerat că este suficient de inteligent încât să construiască propriul model de arcă? Sau dacă schimba câteva detalii în proiectul construcției, ignorând indicațiile prețioase ale Marelui Arhitect? Dar dacă Noe refuza să accepte misiunea sa de constructor? Ar mai fi dat Dumnezeu potopul? Ar fi murit toate ființele de pe pământ? Ar fi găsit Dumnezeu alt Noe? Acestea sunt doar câteva dintre întrebările pentru care abia aştept momentul veşniciei..

Este de-a dreptul uimitor felul în care lucrează Dumnezeu. Atunci când omul se pune la dispoziţia Lui, prin ascultare şi disponibilitatea de a-şi face partea cu credincioşie, Dumnezeu poartă de grijă de restul lucrurilor prin metode incredibile – îmblânzirea animalelor.

When God wants to surprise me, after a storm, He shows me the rainbow :) Thank you!

When God wants to surprise me, after a storm, He shows me the rainbow. Thank you!

Dar, nu în ultimul rând, punctul culminant al povestirii: inventarea curcubeului. Imaginea aceasta mă face să zâmbesc la gândul că reprezintă doar o mostră din creativitatea lui Dumnezeului. Şi una dintre plăcerile Lui este să ne surprindă prin făgăduințe pe care le pune în culori şi cântec.

Nu de mult, am fost intrebată: “Dacă ai putea să alegi să fi o culoare ce culoare ai alege şi de ce? Şi dacă ai putea să alegi să iei o formă, ce formă ai alege şi de ce?” Voiam să fac alegerea prin care să Îl reprezint cel mai bine pe Dumnezeu celor din jurul meu. Îmi place albastrul cerului senin, ce imi inspiră siguranță, incredere, credincioshie, puritate, inocență…, dar mi se părea insuficient pentru a exprima măreția caracterului Său. Iubesc verdele pentru că îmi inspiră sentimentul de viu, real şi îmi reînvie speranța…, dar l-am găsit insuficient să mă ajute să Îl reprezint complet.

Mi-a fost greu să mă opresc asupra unei culori şi m-am îndreptat spre forme. Ce formă aş putea lua şi ce culoare i-aş putea da, care să Îl reprezinte cel mai bine pe Creatorul Meu? Mi-am dat seama că nu este nici formă şi nici culoare care să Îl reprezinte cât mai aproape de perfecțiune… şi atunci un gând mi-a luminat dilema: trebuie ca tu să te pui la dispoziția Lui şi El va purta de grijă pe mai departe.

Atunci am ales picătura de rouă: ia forma locului unde este aşezată, nu are culoare, ci este transparentă. Doar aşa, punându-ne la dispoziția Sa şi lăsând Lumina lumii să se vadă prin noi, vom putea reprezenta complet caracterul şi Măreția Sa în armonia de culori ce poartă numele de curcubeu.

Things You Will Never Receive From God

Today I just found this page and this interesting message. Read it carefully, stop a lil’ bit and think about it🙂

20 Things You Will Never Receive From God
Second best— Psalm 34:10
Temptation to do evil— James 1:13
A half-hearted love— Jeremiah 31:3
Indifference— Luke 13:34
Forgetfulness— Isaiah 49:15
Insufficient grace—— 2 Corinthians 9:8
Unnecessary discipline—Hebrews 12:5-6
A depleted supply of blessings— Ephesians 1:3
Watered down truth— Psalm 19:7-8
Compromise— Hebrews 6:17-18
Unavailability— Psalm 86:7
Incomplete salvation—Hebrews 7:25
Lukewarmness— Isaiah 9:7
Unkindness— Psalm 63:3
Confusion— 1 Corinthians 14:33
Desertion— Hebrews 13:5
Unwise counsel—1 Corinthians 1:19-31
Empty promises— 2 Corinthians 1:20
Bad timing—Psalm 18:30
An uncaring heart—1 Peter 5:7

by http://roy.dayspring.com/2010/04/20-things-you-will-never-receive-from-god.html

Blessings to you🙂


Date:              TODAY
From:            GOD
Subject:        YOURSELF
Reference:   LIFE

This is God..  Today I will be handling All of your problems for you..  I do Not need your help.  So, have a nice day. I love you.

P.S.  And, remember……
If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do Not attempt to resolve it yourself!  Kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box. I will get to it in MY TIME.  All situations will be resolved, but in My time, not yours.

Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by worrying about it.  Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are present in your life now.
If you find yourself stuck in traffic, don’t despair. There are people in this world for whom driving is an unheard of privilege..

Should you have a bad day at work; think of the man who has been out of work for years.

Should you despair over a relationship gone bad; think of the person who has never known what it’s like to love and be loved in return.

Should you grieve the passing of another weekend; think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours a day, seven days a week to feed her children.

Should your car break down, leaving you miles away from assistance; think of the paraplegic who would love the opportunity to take that walk.

Should you notice a new gray hair in the mirror; think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine.
Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking what is my purpose? Be thankful. There are those who didn’t live long enough to get the opportunity.

Should you find yourself the victim of other people’s bitterness, ignorance, smallness or insecurities; remember, things could be worse. You could be one of them!

Should you decide to send this to a friend; Thank you. You may have touched their life in ways you will never know!
Now, you have a nice day!



„Dumnezeu i-a dat faraonului dovada cea mai izbitoare a puterii divine, dar monarhul a refuzat cu încăpăţânare să deaascultare luminii. Fiecare desfăşurare a puterii infinite pe care o respingea îl făcea şi mai hotărât în răzvrătirea lui. […] Stăruind să meargăînainte, pe calea lui, […] inima i s-a împietrit tot mai mult […].

Acela care a cedat o dată ispitei va ceda mult mai uşor a doua oară.Orice repetare a păcatului slăbeşte puterea de rezistenţă, orbeşte ochiişi înăbuşă convingerile. […] Dumnezeu nu face nicio minune pentru aîmpiedica un astfel de seceriş [al alegerilor rele].” (Patriarhi şi profeţi, pag. 268)

Mesajul zilei: Domnul Isus a arătat că rezultatul final al marii lupte depinde de alegerile pe care le facem. Gândurile se transformă în fapte,iar faptele se transformă în caracter şi caracterul decide care va fi destinul nostru.

rainy weather inside


When all goodbyes are said and done,

lonley froggy on a rainy day

..remember when it rained?🙂


And night time finds you home.
Are you alright, to spend the night,
Of being all alone?
And do you hide between the lines,
Of conversation past.
A wall of words, a heart unheard,
That hides behind a mask…
I’m raining on the inside
My heart wells up with tears that start to pour.
I’m raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through
And I fall in love with you Lord, once more…
When friends who care, can’t be there,
To ease away my pain.
And peace of mind, it’s hard to find,
Like sunlight in the rain.
God sees my heart, the deepest part,
Inside this lonely me.
And reaching in, His love begins,
To heal the heart in me…
I’m raining on the inside,
Oh, my heart wells up with tears that start to pour.
I’m raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you Lord, once more…
Sometimes we’re raining on the inside,
And our hearts well up with tears that start to pour.
But when we’re raining on the inside,
Let His cries of love break through,
Know that He loves you, once more…
Yes, sometimes I’m raining on the inside
But then His cries of love break through
And I fall in love with Him once more…

thought to thought

For all the people iCherish :)
David, praying

Ceea ce esti inseamna enorm pentru mine, deaceea ma rog pentru tine.

1. If you’re sad, call John 14:1-3;
2. When someone disappoints you, call on Psalm 27;
3. If you’re wrong or sinned, call on Psalm 51;
4.  When reasons to worry come to your mind, call on Matthew 6:19-34;
5. When you are in danger, call on Psalm 91;
6. If you feel far from God, call on Psalm 139;
7. When you feel that you need to strengthen your faith, call on Matthew 21:22;
8. When you want to remain “set apart”, call on Matthew 11:25-30;
9. When your world seems bigger than God, call on Psalm 90;
10. When you get homesick, call on Psalm121;
11. When you realize that your prayers have become weak and selfish, call on John 17;
12. When you need encouragement, call on Joshua 1;
13. If you become depressed, call on Psalm 119:50;
14. If you feel you can’t trust people anymore, call on Mica 7:5-7;
15. When people seem malicious, call on John 15;
16. When you are surrended by sorrow, call on Psalm 126:5-6;
17. If you think that you are all alone, never forget: never alone, I am with you. As the Sabath School lessons say…true love is God’s love and it lasts forever, no matter what!
18. When you think that you can’t do it, it’s too much for you, you are powerless, it’s impossible, remember you are in all my prayers and you’ll always be!
19. In sad moments or happy ones, when you just need a friend to share… your experiences, your joy, your tears, your fears, your smiles, your blessings, your problems, your miracles, your weaknesses, your discoveries, your dreams, your hopes, your trust, your thoughts, your needs…do not hesitate to call me! I’ll always be here for those I cherish!

just because.. iCherish and iLove you all!
Some warm and fresh thoughts for the people I love.
Dear ones are God’s way of taking care of us.
keeping you in my heart’s core!
the same me, sarah🙂

tell me the story…

One of my favorite songs…I just love this verses. Enjoy!

Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart every word.
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.
Tell how the angels in chorus,
Sang as they welcomed His birth.
“Glory to God in the highest!
Peace and good tidings to earth.”

Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart every word.
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.

Fasting alone in the desert,
Tell of the days that are past.
How for our sins He was tempted,
Yet was triumphant at last.
Tell of the years of His labor,
Tell of the sorrow He bore.
He was despised and afflicted,
Homeless, rejected and poor.

Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,
Writhing in anguish and pain.
Tell of the grave where they laid Him,
Tell how He liveth again.
Love in that story so tender,
Clearer than ever I see.
Stay, let me weep while you whisper,
Love paid the ransom for me.

School of honor

School of honor… We are in the midst of a war. Shadow continually attempts to creep into one’s life; yet the life of a Christian is one of light, not shadow. But there is a problem and that problem is…us. Is you and me. Tthe sole solution – the Gospel! We need salvation.

unflinching friendship

In the last few months I was thinking more and more if my optimism is just a sick imagination. And I realized that sometimes we think that we still have our optimism with us but in reality we are so used with having it that we don’t notice that we lost it on our way…

I was wondering if there really exist trustful relationship, if there could be perfect relationships between human beings. And God surprised me, as always..

When I was coming back home (Cernica-at the college) I just caught the last Maxi-Taxi to the school at 9:00pm. I thanked God that I was able to find the bus still in the station. Before we left I had few minutes of waiting for the last persons. While I was thankful to God that I was in the bus, I was looking outside…and a dog was sitting between the rails of the tramway. It was the end of the tramway, where the trams are waiting. Looking more careful I saw a tram coming slowly. I was scared when I realized that something bad could happen’ to the white lil’ dog. It was sitting right there looking up directly at the tram driver. I had a bad understanding of what was happening until I saw the tram driver smiling and holding a small white bag.. The tram stopped, the dog started moving his tail looking very happy and the tram driver came out showing him the bag! Then I realized that there was a friendship. A friendship that was based on trust. I found very touching how confident that dog was standing unflinching right on the tramway.. Then that man gave him the food he had in his bag.

I thanked God for so nicely working and spiking to me every day… So many times I see the storm coming, being just in front of my eyes and I got scared forgetting that even when the storm comes, He is still here, with me…

Forgive me! Please, never give up on me! I want you to be my best Best Friend! would You?

Thank You!

my heart will be Home again2

Cand am fost la Targu-Jiu m-am bucurat nespus de revederea locurilor si a oamenilor dragi…dar tristetea nu ma ocolit…

Am aflat ca nenea Bunu nu mai este…😦 ii spuneam nenea Bunu pentru ca nepoata lui, colega de joaca cu mine, asa il striga: “Bunu”… Nu degeaba ii spuneam asa. Era un om foarte bun si bland… ti-era mai mare dragul sa il asculti vorbind!

Am aflat ca moartea, nu tine cont de bunatatea omului… si te ia prin surprindere, atunci cand te astepti cel mai putin. Peste noapte, sau ziua in amiaza mare, in cateva clipe, fara sa te anunte, fara sa te intrebe daca esti gata… sau daca mai ai vre-o ultima dorinta…

Apoi Am aflat despre prietenele mele…Alex de la parter, si Alex de sus. CU alex de la parter mereu ma jucam si eram, prietenele cele mai bune. Ea statea in alta parte a orasului, dar venea in weekenduri si in vacante la bunica ei, care statea vizavi de noi. Ne scriam biletele ;)) Si ni le puneam sub pres, sau in usa… Cand era urat afara, ieseam si ne dadeam cu rolele pe casa scarii.😀 Cand era vreme frumoasa, ieseam afara si ne jucam la leagane, sau ne jucam cu masinutele in nisip (de ce va mirati? intotdeauna mi-a placut sa ma joc cu masinile in nisip!), sau cu papusile Barbie in spate, pe balcon. Ne jucam Tomapant, sau ne jucam cu papusile… Cand ramaneam in pana de idei ieseam sa facem plaja in spatele blocului, pe balcon.

Intr-o vreme, ne-am ingrijit de un catel. Ii duceam lapte, ii dadeam de mancare si l-am botezat: Azor. Dar mai tarziu…s-a dovedit a fi catelusa.😀 Ne-am trezit ca are pui fatati undeva pe langa un alt bloc… SI strangeam mancare de pe acasa si ne duceam sa ii ducem Azorei😀

As fi vrut sa merg sa bat la usa la bunica Alexandrei sa vorbesc cu ea sa o intreb de Alex. Dar mereu cand ajungeam acasa era tarziu. Dar sambata seara cand am ajuns Mimi, matusa Alexandrei iesise la usa. “E sansa mea mi-am spus!” In timp ce vorbea cu Teodora, fata gazdei, m-am uitat la Mimi… Era unpic schimbata dar am recunoscut-o! Era Mimi, matusa Alexandrei, care intr-o zi de vara, in vacanta, a stat sa imi impleteasca parul in 42 de codite😀 Dupa ce a terminat conversatia cu Teo, mi-am luat inima in dinti si am salutat-o… S-a uitat lung la mine…nu era lumina prea buna si nu am lasat-o sa isi chinuie memoria si i-am spus: “Sunt Sarah…”🙂 Cata uimire am putut citi pe fata ei! Nu ii venea sa creada..!! Dupa ce am discutat despre noi, despre ce sa mai schimbat de cand nu ne-am vazut…am cerut numarul Alexandrei. Abia asteptam sa reiau legatura.. Am tinut legatura prin scrisori o perioada. Dar eu m-am mutat de cateva ori, si undeva, pe drum s’a rupt firul. Nu mai vorbisem de vre-o 6 ani.

Si uite-ma intoarsa “acasa”, la Cernica. Mi-am amintit de nuamrul celmai proaspat salvat in telefon. Trebuie sa sun… suna… suna.. raspunde.  Nu avea nici cea mai mica idee ca sunt eu.. Daca nu as fi stiut ca e Alex, nu as fi avut cum sa ii recunosc vocea. Era schimbata..dar ceva tot ramasese acolo. Un sunet cunoscut. SI bine inteles: soc! Cand a auzit cine e la acest capat al firului ( ma rog…nu era nici un fir ca am sunat pe mobil😀 ) Nu ii venea sa creada ca vorbeste cu mine…Nici mie. Nu imi puteam crede ochilor dar mai mult urechilor ;)) Simteam ca si cum am regasit o parte din mine, ca si cum, mi-am regasit copilaria pierduta…🙂 Dupa ceva minute bune la telefon, am trecut la o cale mai ieftina: messanger. NU ma mai saturam sorbind sentimentul acela al regasirii. Parca nu ne despratisem niciodata, asa curgea conversatia.

Am inceput sa povestim incercand sa punem si sa legam impreuna cei 8 ani in care nu ne-am mai vazut. Si am inceput sa vorbim despre cei dragi, familii, vecini, colegi de joaca… Si cand, in mintea mea vine un nume: Oana Dumintru. Era o prietena de joaca dintr-un bloc vecin. Era de-o seama cu mine sau cu un an mai mare. Era o fata cuminte si tare de treaba. De cateva ori a venit cu mine la biserica la intalnirile cu Exploratorii. Si dupa aceea chiar a participat la un program tinut de noi de craciun. Mi-am amintit de toate astea foarte clar, parca se intamplase ieri… Si dau grai gandului meu, si o intreb pe Alex: “Dar era o fata, in blocul din fata blocului nostru… mai avea un frate… o chema Oana Dumitru, daca imi amintesc eu bine…ce mai stii de ea?” … si raspunsul vine ca un fulger: “A murit.”😮


Nu am mai putut citi ce scria Alex in continuare… socul era prea mare… Nu puteam sa accept. Ma gandeam ca poate e o greseala si poate vorbim de persoane diferite… Dar nu… faptul ca eu incercam sa gasesc un argument, ceva care sa ma faca sa cred ca poate nu este asa, nu schimba realitatea cruda. Nu mai puteam vedea clar…ochii mei au fost inundați de lacrimi. Nu ma puteam controla. Nu o vazusem de 8 ani. Ne jucam pe afara, cu rolele, de-a v-ati ascuns-elea, de-a prinselea…hotii si bardistii… Dar nu, nu puteam crede ca viata e atat de cruda…

Intr-o zi, Oanei i s-a facut rau. A lesinat si a fost dusa la spital. Concluzia: Leucemie. In cateva zile de la diagnosticare a murit. Apoi mi-au mai venit in minte alte cateva nume de persoane care au fost rapuse de aceeasi boala…si mi-am amintit cat de mult obisnuim noi sa neglijam somnul.. care e defapt cel mai important pentru fabricarea globulelor rosii, care se ocupa de imunitatea sangelui…

In noaptea aceea nu mi-am putut gasi somnul…

Dupa vizita mea acasa…si reintralnirea cu persoane de care ma leaga aminriti… mi-am dat seama… de ce inseamna sa ajungi acasa si cei de care te leaga amiriti dragi, vise, sentimente, ganduri curate…sa nu fie acolo… M-am gandit, ce ar simti bunica Rafira, cand in dimineata invierii, m-ar cauta sa ma imbratiseze iar eu nu as fi… M-am intrebat cum s-ar simti bunicul Ilie, cand la revenirea Domnului Isus pe nori, cand va invia din mormantul in care se odihneste, isi va cauta nepotii cu privirea…si cand va vedea ca nepoata cea mica lipseste…? De partea cui sunt eu acum? Daca maine nu ma voi mai trezi, incotro se indreapta toata alergarea mea de pe acest pamant?

Gandurile astea m-au facut sa ma trezesc, sa ma scutur unpic de mine, si sa ma iau la rost, pentru ca timpul e pretios si vietile oamenilor care nu stiu de darul vesniciei sunt si mai pretioase… Vreau sa merg acasa… si sa pot sa ii vad acolo, imrepuna cu mine pe toti cei dragi, de oriunde s-ar aflat ei… SI vreau sa pot face tot ce tine de mine, ca tu si cu mine, impreuna cu ei si toti cei din jur, sa putem sa ne bucuram cand inima noastra va ajunge iarasi Acasa… acolo de unde nu va mai trebui sa se mute, sau sa plece niciodata! Si va ramane Acasa, pentru totdeauna… Si traind frumos acum si aici, nu am de ce sa ma tem de ziua de maine. El este deja acolo!

memories from my old home

Am avut parte de un weekend superb. Acum doua saptamani, impreuna  cu profu’ de pshihologie Gili B. si cu alti cativa colegi de facultate, am fost in vizita acasa…🙂
Am fost binecuvantata sa ma mut de 7 ori: Fetesti-IL(unde m-am nascut), Negresti-VS (5 ani), Buesteni-PH (un an jumatate), Targu-jiu-GJ(5 ani), Bicaz-NT (2 ani), Harlau-IS(2 ani), Amnas-SB(2 ani) si acum, domiciliu cu acte in regula, Campulung-AG de doi ani🙂 … asa ca mai mereu gasesc locuri cunoscute pe unde merg…sau oameni dragi🙂 Si cand vezi locuri atata de cunoscute, cum sa nu spui ca esti acasa? Sau cand te intalnesti cu oameni dragi inimii tale, cum sa nu te simti acasa?🙂 Ma intreb…cum va fi in ceruri cand ne vom vedea cu atatia oameni dragi…cred ca imi va exploda inima de bucurie 8->
Si uite-asa se face ca dupa 8 ani de cand m-am mutat si dupa doi ani de cand nu am mai fost in vizita, am avut ocazia sa ajung iarasi pe meleagurile gorjene… Si vineri, cand eram in masina si ne indreptam spre Targu-jiu… din plictiseala am incercat sa imi gasesc diferite activitati…
Am facut un experiment pe soferii de pe autostrada, in care am incercat sa vad disponibilitatea oamenilor de a zambi, de a se bucura de un zambet, de a face din mana si a raspunde cu voie buna! SI mare mi-a fost surpriza, cand de pe toata autostrada Bucuresti-Pitesti, numai din vre-o 14 masini am primit raspuns…raspunsul constand in diferite reactii: unii surprinsi si incruntati dar totusi imi intorceau salutul cu un fluturat de mana, altii zambeau distrati (probabil de fata mea…ca imi prinsesem doua codite sa arat mai a copil nazdravan si afisam un zambet cat ma tineau muschii fetei de mare, numa’ numa’ s-or molipsi cateva persoane…), altii dadeau sa zambeasca dar mai retinuti, altii se uitau lung si probabil se intrebau: ce o fi patit fetita asta?… si lista poate continua…
Printre randuri… cand am luat o pauza ca deja imi obosise zambetul de atata voie buna… m’a cuprins melancolia🙂 Si am inceput sa ma gandesc la zilele copilariei si la anii petrecuti la Targu Jiu.. ani pretiosi… 5 la numar. La oameni, la locuri… si asa… ca prin vis mi-a trecut o idee prin minte: ce-ar fi sa merg acasa la mine, in apartamentul in care am stat 5 ani🙂 Sa o vizitez pe doamna Miu, pe nenea Bunu, sa incerc sa dau de Alexandre, colegele mele de joaca… Si ce-ar fi daca chiar as sta la mine acasa, si as dormi o noapte…? 8-> si visam asa… Dar am uitat de vis.
Vineri seara, la biserica, la final, m-am auzit strigata. Era tanti Carmen, cea care sta acum la mine acasa…o lady impresionanta! Am fost cu ea in africa de doua ori…si niciodata nu puteam sta trista sau incruntata in prezenta ei… Avea o voiosie contagioasa… Asa…si… cum va spuneam, Carmen m’a strigat din spate si cand m’am intors, imi spune: “Sarah, nu-i asa ca vrei sa mergi la tine acasa?”😀 :O deci m-a strafulgerat! Parca visasem ca am sa merg acasa… si uite!🙂 Nici daca imi programam, sau daca incercam sa fac aranjamente nu cred ca ar fi iesit asa de frumos…🙂 Eram ca un copil, care dupa multa multa vreme…da, se intaorce acasa…🙂 Eram in culmea fericirii! Alina, colega mea de camera de aici de la ITA, a fost partasa la bucuria mea pentru ca gazda mi-a spus sa mai iau pe cineva cu mine🙂 Si mai mult… ce mi-as fi putut dori mai mult? Carmen mi-a promis ca pot dormi unde vreau eu!!! In ce camera vreau!!! 8-> eram ca un copil care nu isi mai gasea locul…
Pe drum spre “acasa” ma minuam de fiecare straduta, de fiecare schimbare care o identificam in structra strazilor, intersectiilor… si spre uimirea celorlalti, da, stiam drumul spre CASA!!!!🙂 Si spre uimirea mea, cand am intrat pe alee, am spus din memorie, fara vre-un efort, adresa la care era casa mea🙂 Ajungand acasa… fiecare colt era plin de amintiri si nu conteneam sa le spun fetelor: “Uite aici mi-a facut mie Naomi o poza…”, “Uite aici tineam si noi frigiderul!”, “Uite aici aveam si noi cuierul”, “Uite aici tineam noi o canapea!”, “Si noi tineam pianul tot aici!”, “Si uite ca si mobila tot la fel am avut-o si noi intr-o perioada!!!”, “Si uite ca usile sunt aceleasi… si sunt goale in interior…da sunt goale ca trebuia sa am grija la Luisa, hamsterita mea ca mereu intra prin ele cand o lasam pe afara!”, “Uite aici dormea Iliuta…”, “Uite! Aici e balconul pe care eu ma jucam cu papusile Barbie cu prietenele mele!!!”, “Si pe vecina de langa bloc o cheama doamna Schiau, nu-i asa?”, “Si noi tineam masina de spalat tot aici!”, “Uite, aici era camera mea si acolo era a parintilor nostrii!!!”, “Hehe…si pe geamul asta mereu ma cataram eu si ‘vorbeam’ cu cocosul vecinei!!!”, “Si aici, noi aveam pus patul suprapus… si eu dormeam sus…si Nao si Ral jos…”, “Hey aici in debara ascundea mama dulciurile, si eu ma furisam si furam gelatina…”, “Vai in balconul asta ii tineam eu pe Coco si pe Cocolina, papagalii mei care au zburat..” …
SI uite asa se bucura un copil…sa revina acasa… acolo unde s-a bucurat de clipe frumoase, si mai putin frumoase, dar unde a avut sentimetul de siguranta, de voiosie, de implinire, de iubire…
E bine sa fii acasa… dar cel mai bine cred ca este totusi sa fi Acasa! Acasa unde vom ramane pentru totdeauna…si de unde nu va trebui sa mai plecam. Acasa unde nu va mai existra nici durere, nici lacrima, nici despartire… mi-e dor de Acasa!

I wanna do something that matters

“You will notice me
I’ll be leaving my mark like initials carved
In an old oak tree, you wait and see.Maybe I’ll write like Twain wrote
Maybe I’ll paint like Van Gogh
Cure the common cold, I don’t know
But I’m ready start ’cause I know in my heart

I wanna do something that matters, say something different
Something that sets the whole world on its ear
I wanna do something better with the time I’ve been given
I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life
Leave nothing less than something that says ‘I was here’

I will prove you wrong
If you think I’m all talk, you’re in for a shock
‘Cause this dream’s too strong and before too long

Maybe I’ll compose symphonies
Maybe I’ll fight for world peace
‘Cause I know it’s my destiny
To leave more than a trace of myself in this place!

I wanna do something that matters, say something different
Something that sets the whole world on its ear
I wanna do something better with the time I’ve been given
I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life
And leave nothing less than something that says ‘I was here’

And I know that I, I will do more than just pass through this life
I’ll leave nothing less than something that says ‘I was here’…”

Faith sees what God sees

“If we could all hear one another’s prayers,

God might be relieved of some of his burdens.”🙂

… Few weeks ago I was visiting my older sister and I slept one night there. When I woke up the next morning I felt a sore throat. I couldn’t talk. I told my sister that my throat hurts and I passed my nephew without speaking with him.

After this I hared David, my 34 months old nephew, taking with my sister:

David, praying

“Mummy, Sarah didn’t talk to me…”.😀 I was almost laughing. My sister told him that my throat hurts and I am not felling well so I prefer not to talk. After one hour or something, I was trying to play with Dave but still not talking much… and when I went to drink water from the kitchen, I heard David saying: “Sarah does not talk to me…”. And my sister told him again the reason I am so silent. And I was very surprised of his attitude: “Let’s pray for Sarah so her throat will not hurt any more…”. My sister Naomi called me and told me that David wants to pray for me🙂 I went to their room and David started his prayer: “With mummy, daddy, Riana (his younger sister, 10 months old) and Sarah, so she’ll not have a sore throat any more.” Looking at me he asked: “Well, sore throat disappeared?” …. I ran out of words. I hugged and kissed my sweet nephew… what a lesson he gave me that day…

Now I understand why the Lord said, that until we get as little children we can not enter the kingdom of God… Because they truly believe.
They pray, and they believe in His answer. They truly believe that He does answer our prayers..
They are pure, honest and innocent.Their heart is open. They are open and they accept changes… and their love is deep.
Wishing I’ll became a child as soon as possible… Hope that you’re wishing the same..🙂

Today I talked with some friends about friendship, true love, faith, God… I told one of them that even sometimes is hard to still believe that love never fails, I do want to believe that this is true. And on Facebook, one of my friends status just opened my eyes and renewed my hope:

“..the strongest desires of our hearts, for life and love to last forever and ever are planted there because they can be realised! Life can be forever! Love can be forever! God is the author of life and love and offers it to you! Don’t turn Him down…”

may your day be filled by His presence and with His Love🙂

Letters to Winter { december }

Dear Winter { december },

Remind me not to forget remembering..

Until today, whenever I forgot where I put the phone I was blaming the fact that I had no phone in the past year and a half. I got used with no phone to worry about. Makes sense, right? But meeting a stranger who remembers the fact that more than 7 years ago I was buying something from her store preparing to go on a trip to Africa made me wonder… maybe there is something wrong with me?! Is there a memory pill to make you remember all the things worth remembering (like remembering where you put your phone or not to burn the food or why you walk in a room, or to remember the fact that you were supposed to skype with a friend)?

I want to remember!!!
I truly, honestly, sincerely do want to remember..

* that life is precious.
* behind every face there is a human having a lot of battles to fight everyday.
* the nice young lady named just like my sister, I met in one of those days you feell like everything is against you – she restored my optimism about humanity.
* the name of the stranger with whom I shared about my amazing God in the 12 hours flight from Madrid to San Jose, Costa Rica.
* to love all, trust few and to do wrong to nobody.
* to always stay humble because anything that I did, I am doing or I will accomplish in this world is just through the grace and love of Chirst.
* the face and smile of a cute hondurian girl that offered me a pink beautiful flower in one of my last sabbaths in El Suyatal, March 2014.
* never to have expectations from anyone: expectation is the root of all heartaches.
* there might be times when people will hurt you but you should still love them.
* the sweet nice gesture of the gentleman that opened the door for me and offered to help me with my luggage (yah, I know!!! wired, ha? But yes, men that open the door for a woman still exist, ladies!!! )
* the day I visited my sister when she was in the hospital with her daughter and how much faith her face was radiating.
* the lives of real heroes are marked by integrity, simplicity and loyalty to God.
* the day my dad got in the hospital and how much I regretted at that point that I din’t remind him more often: “you worry about yourself” (you can see HERE where I got inspired from with this)
* to seek first the Kingdom of God.
* the day I thought my 2nd year in university was ruined because of the room mate I got (I didn’t know her personally but for some reasons was the last person I wanted to share a room with) turned out to be the day I gained one of the best friends I could ask for and a person that helped me grow in so many ways.
* that february morning in Honduras, when God spoke very clear to me that I should not reason so long but obey His commandments.
* the day I understood so clear that as long as I am following God’s will and I am honest with myself and Him, there will be people that will judge and condamn you – but still, remain faithful.
* the day my favorite ant shared with me the fact that she was expecting a baby – and she told me that on my birthday!! (I’m sorry, dear Cori! I forgot it so easily and few months later I asked you why didn’t I know anything about you growing a watermelon in your belly😦 …)
* the days my sis, Naomi was putting time aside to play with me with my dolls – even though she was old enough not to do that sport anymore.
* the day I got my favorite bath glove from Terri thinking that I got it from my guardian angel – oh wait, she is like my guardian angels (that’s what mothers and mother figures are! Right?)
* to remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy.
* to put God first whatever the cost.
* the day I thought my world was falling apart but turned out to be the day God was able to start fulfilling His purpose for me.
* people change but never give up on believing in them; pray for them and their salvation.
* always depend on God and God only.
* the only person from whom you should have the highest expectations is yourself.
* always love people UNCONDITIONALLY.
* kids are the best teachers so would be great not to underestimate what they can teach you about life.
* I always wanted to work for God no matter where He would call me.
* when I was 14 I made a promise to God that I surrender the pen to Him so He can write my life story as He knows it’s the best.
* always to respond with love.
* be slow to speak.
* my favorite aunty from my dad side that always spoiled me with everything she could..
* fill my mind with God’s word – is the best training for the brain and develops, expands and fortifies the mind.
* it is not a shame to cry – tears have the power to clean the eyes and soul so you can see better.
* that the secret to keep your feet warm are the wool socks handmade by you grandma.
* character is all that we will take with us in heaven.
* don’t forget to smile – makes people around you smile back. Maybe not at first try but in time they will respond – that’s how we are made, to imitate.
* my treasure is not on this earth, neither my home.
* I only own this second, and I can chose what to do with it, but the next one is in God’s hands; and that’s the safest place to be.
* sing often; when happy, angry, sad, when tempted, sing – makes the devil hate your company.
* that a mother’s care & love is like no other in this world (except for God’s).
* never to settle for less than God’s best for me.
* what is not everlasting, is forever useless.
* we only live once – so we better make it count.
*don’t let the need of God’s friendship be filled with people’ company or entertainment – it will ruin your soul.
* if the things done in the dark would make you blush in the light then are not things worth having in your life.
* to fall in love with God daily.
* God answers prayers.. we just need to pray more.


And please, if there is anything I forgot.. remind me to not forget remembering.