Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Climbed Over A Tall Gate? Check.

Oh my! I just remembered something! Yesterday my dream came true!

Some guys from church came over to play basketball. And as always I tagged along with them. We went to go get coffee from Starbucks (which is probably why I really went along).

I just love this picture that I snapped:
"I'm going to eat your brains!"
And all of the guys looking up ... What? Is there an alien UFO in the air?

Of course, I didn't play. I stood on the sideline drinking my Starbucks! Of course, it annoys the guys that I won't play basketball. I always have like a million excuses as to why I can't play. Sorry, the truth is that I just hate sports! LOL!

So what was the dream that came true??
WEEELLLL ... we finally got locked in the park again (I've been waiting forever to have that happen again). 

The park man kept coming around telling everyone to leave 'cause the park was closing. Jacob and the guys were still in the middle of playing a game of basketball with some other guys. And, well, the people around here don't really seem to care if something's closing or not, they won't leave. So I just sat there on the bench waiting on the guys.

Well, true to his word the park man closed the gate. There were a lot of people locked inside (like a lady who had on headphones and didn't hear him telling her to leave). I don't think the guys even realized that the park had closed. They acted all surprised. They're like, "Well, we'll have to jump the fence!"  Me: "YES!"
*pump fist in air*

Parks in Mexico are surrounded by either fences or concrete walls. The one here has barbed wire all over the top. But the gate (which is really tall) doesn't have barbed wire, so that is where we all went to jump out. I stood around and let all of the guys jump over first. There were all these guys from the neighborhood there and they all stood there waiting for me to jump over. I'm like, "Jacob, can't you tell them to leave?" I mean, I have a skirt and let's just say ... EMBARRASSING. Plus, there was like high winds and I had on a really wide skirt. Not a good combination.

I stood there for a few minutes waiting for all those guys to leave, but they wouldn't. And then they're all trying to show me how to jump over (like I don't know how to or something). PULEEZE! Finally I just jumped up, praying that my skirt wouldn't blow up over my head. I was trying to be as modest as I could.  

I got to the top of the gate. I looked down. *Gulp* 
BIG MISTAKE. Suddenly, I was scared. I couldn't get down. All of the guys were shouting up suggestions. "Do this!" "Do that!" "Just let yourself slide down." "Just put your legs like this!"
I wanted to yell, "Shut up already! I know what I'm doing! ... I'm just terrified of heights!"

Maybe one of these days I will learn to quit climbing up onto places that I can't get down from. 
I mean, obviously I ended getting down, but that was only because I didn't want to get called names for being a chicken. I mean, I have a reputation to uphold. LOL! So I just closed my eyes and ... somehow found my way back on the ground!

Anyways, I gotta go!

Dacia Adventure Loa

You know, my arms are so sore (I can barely move them) even though I didn't even play basketball. I guess my arms just get sore from watching other people play!!!!

P.P.S. And it just dawned on me why my arms are sore. Why? 'Cause my brother was making me throw a bag of sugar in the air (over and over and over). Another thing I need to learn ... how to quit doing dumb stuff that my bro tells me to do!!! He! He!!


Let me start out by saying that I have been trying to post all week. My blog just wouldn't ... work. 
I finally figured out the reason today and so here I am again! :D

Sooo ...
My parents are in the U.S. right now. It seems like I have been so busy since they left. I never really think about how much work it takes to cook and clean until my mum is gone. Well, mostly the cooking. I mean, do you know how long it takes to make enchiladas and rice?! Gosh, it took me about two hours! But afterwards I was definitely proud of myself. My enchiladas and Tex-Mex rice were so good!!! HE! HE!

So, guess what?! It's been so cold and rainy here lately that it snowed ... well, on the volcano anyways.
It looks beautiful. But the beauty is sort of marred by that wall with all of the graffiti. 

Okay, so there has actually been snow on the volcano for about the past two weeks, but I just barely got around to seeing it. This is the view from my parents' and brother's rooms. I, on the other hand, live in the back of the house and I never go outside (I'm surprised that I am not ghostly white. I hardly ever see any sunlight), so I just barely saw it.

The other day I actually got out of my house. I went downtown with a girl from church, Gaby. It was the first time in like ... at least a year and a half that I had been out with her. We had fun though, and I took my camera with me. I didn't get any pictures of us, but I did get pictures of downtown. 
This is my favorite building in the whole city. It's so cute! 

There's always a lot of entertainment downtown. 


Indie type group.

There is also "art". 
Weird art that I don't understand.

And ... more beautiful buildings.

And then there was a weird lady.
Or maybe it was a man. Actually, it probably was a man. I mean, we were walking by eating popcorn. I was snapping pictures. I looked at her and she started motioning at me to give her some popcorn (I think a man is more likely to do something like that). She looked so creepy with those white-like eyes, black hair, and silver skin that Gaby and I freaked out and started walking really fast. I then started theorizing that it wasn't a costume but a real person who looked like that (perhaps an alien?). HAHA! You know me, I always have to be weird.


Wednesday, February 15, 2012

My Valentine's Day

Everyone always goes on about what they got for Valentine's Day.
So what did I get?

An apple covered with chamoy (some sort of chile stuff).

That is what I got. But, alas, it was not from a guy. (LOL). It was from a girl at church.
My brother said, "Make sure you smell it to see if it's poisoned." I was like, "Man, you are right!"

I was thinking of the story of Snow White. How her evil step-mother wanted to kill her and so she poisoned her with an apple. Well, I am sure that you all know the story. LOL.

I smelled the apple but I wouldn't know what poison smells like anyways, or if it even has a smell! But, of course, I'm just kidding. I don't think she would want to poison me! Notice I said, think! HEHE!

Anyways, I am so glad that yesterday is over and gone because I happen to think that it's just wrong for everyone to brag about what they got for Valentine's Day from their husbands and boyfriends when there are a million single girls out there who have no one to buy something for them.

Oh well. Surely one day I will end up getting flowers or something, right? I remember my sister got flowers one year here in Mexico from her boyfriend who is now her husband. That is sooooo sweet!

Anyways, I am rambling so I will quit writing!

Peace, Love, & Chocolates
 (that maybe some guy will give me some year),

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Revival 2012

This week we had a three night revival. And for once I truly felt as if it were a true revival. You know, everyone was actually revived. Our strengths were renewed. All I know is that we had some awesome services and God really moved.

Pastor Trevino was down here again (since he comes down two times a year). And two other pastors came also. Bro. Nix from Arizona (I think), and Bro. Gaines from Indiana.

We had a little "session" for the youth.
I was all against having a youth service. I was like, "Dad, I don't want to be embarrassed." LOL. I mean, it's not that we don't have a few good kids, but, you know, most young people just don't want to live for God nowadays.  

Bro. Gaines did the teaching. It was really good.
Then we had service.
(Sorry for the blurry pictures, but for some reason my camera takes terrible pictures inside the church.)

Lorenzo got to sing his special songs. He did a very good job. I was proud.
I also sang, but as we all know, I don't have a single picture of myself singing because I am the one taking the pictures. It makes me sad to think that I will never have a picture as evidence that, yes, I did actually try to help out in Mexico by singing. Haha. Oh well, I guess God knows, right?

Bro. Nix sang a beautiful song (that I had never heard before).

And he did a tremendous job preaching. I honestly can't tell you the titles of his messages, but all three nights the messages just hit home.

People flocked to the altar.


My little (okay, he's not so little anymore) brother praying.

Carlos praying at the altar. This kid ... always moves my heart. I think that, even though he usually looks like a stone, one day God is going to touch his life in a special way.

Hna. Paula received the Holy Ghost. We were all so excited to see her finally "get it"! She has been seeking the Holy Ghost for the past three years. The smile on her face afterwards was just priceless. There's nothing quite like a smile that comes from the heart after you feel the joy of the Holy Ghost.

The second day Pastor Trevino taught the ministers.
These are the ministers. No, not all of them preach, but most of them claim to feel a calling from God.

They had a good time. The teaching really helped them.

Hno. Gabriel singing at altar call. He's one of the ministers (that I can definitely see being a pastor someday). He's like my dad's unofficial assistant pastor.
Pastor Trevino got on the drums since my brother was praying.
Hna. Miriam praying with another Sister.
Bro. Gaines.

Elder Missionary Wakefield came over to Toluca the last night. Everybody in our church loves Bro. Wakefield. I was talking to one of the guys after church and he said, "I really like Bro. Wakefield. He always speaks so passionately." Then he said, "When I grow up I want to be just like him."

Sis. Wakefield also came, and Bro. Mario and his family (from the Wakefields' church), but, alas, I did not get a picture of them. I am so bad about taking pictures. :/

Bro. Nix preached again the last night. He never even got to finish his message though. He was preaching about the paralyzed man in the Bible who's friends took him to see Jesus, and they tore apart the roof to lower him down in front of Jesus. And Jesus healed him because of their faith.
Nicolas got up and ran to the altar with his arms held high. He wanted the Holy Ghost.
Unfortunately, he didn't receive it. But it sort of caused everyone else to rise out of their seats in faith.

Everyone crowded into the altar again.

And Abraham received the Holy Ghost back in his pew. Again, we were all excited that he, too, had finally received it. He had been seeking it for about two years.

This visitor also received the Holy Ghost. Who knows if he'll be back, but I hope so. There are so many people in Toluca that God wants to save, if only they would let Him.

There's really no words to express how I felt after seeing three people receive the Holy Ghost. I can't tell you how discouraged I have been lately because it just seemed like nothing was happening and our church wasn't moving forward. Every time we went to church I would pray, "Lord, move in this place. Let your Spirit touch each and every person here. Fill everyone with the Holy Ghost." I prayed this over and over (and I'm still praying it), but it just seemed like nothing was changing. And, so, to see people who have been seeking the Holy Ghost finally break through ... it just lifted my spirit. I realized that God hasn't abandoned us. He's just working on us, putting us through the fire so that we can come out as pure gold. And as my wise mum always reminds me, "God's time is perfect." Things may not always happen when we want them to, but He sees us and our desires. We just have to wait for His perfect timing.

After church I took pictures with a few people.
Lezli, Me, Armando, Daniel, and Gamaliel.

Me and Gaby.

Me and two beautiful girls from our church, Miriam and Cynthia.

Me and Carlos.

Jacob, Carlos, and Juan.

After church the Caltzontzin family had a dinner prepared for the whole church.

Some of the youth.

The preachers. This is the picture where I thought I had gotten my mum and Sis. Wakefield, but it turns out that they are both hidden by their husbands' heads. :D

Pastor Trevino, Bro. Gaines, Elder Wakefield, Pastor Daddy Loa, and Bro. Nix.

Me and Bethany Wakefield (sorry for the red eyes)! I actually enjoyed talking to Bethany this time around. Usually I am too shy to say anything. But she just comes over (before church while I am sitting in the car) and gets in the car and starts talking! I was like, "I ... must ... talk. I ... can't ... be ... shy!"
And I overcame my shyness. I had fun. It's always nice to be around fellow Americans who speak English.

And here's the last picture. It's me and Tania. She used to be my best friend when we first moved to Mexico.

All in all, this was a very good week. I got my blessing and I think everyone else did too. Now I am looking forward to the rest of this year with even more gusto. I know that God can do even more than He did this week. And I know that He will. As I always tell Lupita (and she laughs), "I can feel it in my bones!"

Peace and Love to you all.
Dacia Loa

P.S. To all of you people who think that I'm not going to blog anymore (just because I haven't blogged in about fifty weeks), C'MON! You really think I'd give this up?! NOOOOO! This is my addiction! LOL!