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Suit up Superman! – A message for men –

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“Be watchful, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong. Let all that you do be done in love.” 1 Corinthians 16:13–14

Where is he? What happened to him? Why can’t he be found?

I used to see him daily but can’t find him now. He made no excuses, much less complained. He just did what needed to be done and was always at hand to help.

He could be found building great skyscrapers. He showed up every morning, often tired from the day before, and still suited up. He was silently walking out the door because duty called.

I could see him in the courthouse when he delivered justice without fear of evil. Unmoved by the consequence of reprisals. He protected the ones that didn’t have a voice. The world needed saving; the world needed tough. So he filled in the gap. He stood for something, and he wasn’t afraid to voice it. 

The one that protected his family no matter what. The one who loved this land and the foundation it was built on. The temptation of an easy buck did not sway away the man with a steady hand. When impossible times came, and he was summoned to the highest calling, he volunteered to defend the nation he helped build. The man that, without words but with deeds, showed the way to freedom with his heart and even with his own life.

The man that, through time, remained firm on the values he was taught. The man that when life got tough, he got tougher because that is what love required of him. Where is Superman?

Maybe, we forgot all that he did. And he faded away.

Maybe the constant criticism of how he did his craft and calling or how he saved the world got to him—being tough when it mattered and making no excuses for what he said or how he did things got under the skin of those in power. You know, those who are the true enemies of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. He said and did common sense stuff. Those acts made this nation a great nation. The kind of things everyone quietly knew then and know now to be true were ignored in the name of convenience, monetary gain, or hidden agendas.

Maybe he just got tired of the lack of appreciation, or he felt clobbered by the insensitivity of the culture he helped sustain. Perhaps the culture eviscerated his soul by slowly forcing him to the Kryptonite chamber, taking his power and making him feel less than he was. We took him for granted and demeaned his efforts. 

Where is that guy? Why did he shy away? Where is he?

We should ask him to come back. We should ask him to wake up. We ought to kneel and pray to The Almighty and ask for an awakening of the soul of Superman. We need him to reverse his course, regain his power, and reclaim his place. We need Superman back. We need Superman to show up and rescue the nation. We need men who are not ashamed of who they are and for what they were created to be. Men that know that the words written in Romans 8:31 are unequivocally true and alive in them: “What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?”

Men who can hear the calling of the soul of the family. Men that understand this to be the highest calling. The nation’s soul is calling, no, it is screaming, for men to stand up and act like men.

We need men to rise. To be the watchman on the wall as it was told to Ezekiel: “Son of man, I have made you a watchman for the house of Israel. Whenever you hear a word from my mouth, you shall give them warning from me.” Ezekiel 3:17. And when legions of evil threaten the firm foundation of life, they are not afraid to come forward and fight. Not afraid to speak up and act like men. “For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.” Ephesians 6:12.

Put on your cape. We are waiting for you.

There is a calling for you.

Suit up Superman!

“BREATHE expectantly, LIVE confidently and MOVE Boldly”

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Dos Mil Quinientos Trece Días

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El 16 de julio de 2016 me alcanzó un rayo. Unos días después escribí un post titulado “Todavía estoy de pie.” Sin embargo, este suceso ha sido un misterio para mí durante mucho tiempo. El mero hecho de ser alcanzado por un rayo y sobrevivir, es milagroso. Como recordatorio personal, tengo un contador en el que apunto a diario cuántos días me han sido regalados desde que viví aquella experiencia.

Todavía necesitaba encontrarle el sentido. ¿Por qué yo? ¿Y por qué razón?

Lo que no incluí en la publicación “Todavía estoy de pie” fueron todas las preguntas que me había estado haciendo en los días previos, incluyendo ese día de julio. Muchas preguntas, lo admito, continuaban casi a diario, hasta hace poco. Durante años, mi familia y yo habíamos estado experimentando muchas circunstancias desconcertantes y complicadas que mis preguntas persistían a medida que estos eventos se desarrollaban a diario.

Silenciosamente lloré mucho. Durante años.

Silenciosamente mi espíritu se destrozaba. Durante años.

Recuerdo haber leído en Job 36:32-33a: “Él llena sus manos de rayos y lanza cada uno a su objetivo. El trueno declara su presencia;” Me invadió la alegría de tener algún sentido, convencido de que cuando cayó el rayo, era Dios declarando su presencia. En aquel momento, acepté el significado de esto, pero no lo relacioné de inmediato con mis preguntas. Era algo borroso para mí.

Recientemente, un sábado por la mañana, me senté a escribir en mi diario como hago todos los días. Me acordé del nuevo álbum de mi amigo René González y empecé a escucharlo. Esto me llevó a buscar un post que había escrito hace algún tiempo, el cual titulé “Un susurro.” Incluía una de sus canciones en forma de vídeo musical titulado “Mi vida.” Después de verlo, volví a leer el post, y entonces sucedió: Mi gran irrumpimiento estaba justo ahí.

“La voz del Señor resuena con relámpagos.” Salmos‬ ‭29‬:‭7‬

Tardé mucho tiempo en comprenderlo. Dos mil quinientos trece días, para ser exactos. Casi siete años.

¿Cómo no lo vi antes? ¿Por qué tardé tanto en entender? Esa mañana escribí en mi diario:

“Sin palabras, no tengo palabras. Tener el conocimiento de que tú hablas y de que me hablaste directamente va más allá de mi comprensión. ¡Agradecido, sin duda! Tal vez después de todos estos años, todo lo que significaba para mí era tener una señal, un evento que resolvería las preguntas: ¿Me escuchas? ¿Dónde estás? ¿Me hablarás?

Aquel día Él me respondió de una manera inconfundible que yo no había experimentado antes. El Salmo 29:7 y Job 36:32-33a cobraron vida para mí. El gritó atronadoramente:

“YO estoy aquí. YO te estoy escuchando. YO te estoy hablando.”

Lloré. Durante horas.

Es sobrecogedor para mí saber que, durante todo este tiempo, Él estaba cerca, siempre escuchando y que me habló directamente. Pasé casi siete años sin comprender. A veces creía la mentira de que Él estaba lejos, sordo y mudo. En ocasiones, cuestionaba incluso mi fe cuando, en realidad, Él me había respondido amorosa, misericordiosa y apresuradamente.

¿Obtuve la respuesta a las preguntas que acumulé por siete años? Sí, porque estoy libre de las mentiras que me paralizaban. Los lugares a los que me retiré ahora están llenos de luz, y como escribió David en el Salmo 119:105, “Lámpara es a mis pies tu palabra y lumbrera a mi camino,” creo que esa es la verdad que todos necesitamos.

Dos mil quinientos trece días, casi siete años, es mucho tiempo. No necesitas esperar tanto. No es necesario que te caiga un rayo. Todo lo que necesitas es la seguridad de que al igual que conmigo, Él te está diciendo en alta voz, YO estoy aquí. YO te estoy escuchando. YO te estoy hablando.

Se libre.

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Two thousand five hundred thirteen days

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On July 16, 2016, I was struck by lightning. I wrote a post titled, “I’m still standing,” a few days later. However, this event has been a mystery to me for a long time. The mere fact of being struck by lightning and surviving, is miraculous. As a personal reminder, I have a counter I pen in daily of how many gifted days I’ve lived since that experience.

I still needed to make sense of it. Why me? And for what reason?

What I did not include in the “I’m still standing ” post were all the questions I was asking in the days leading up to and including that day in July. Many questions, I admit, continued almost daily, just up to recently. For years my family and I had been experiencing so many puzzling and compounding circumstances that my questions just persisted as these events unfolded daily.

Silently I cried—a lot. For years.

Silently it crushed my spirit. For years.

I remember at one point reading in Job 36:32-33a, “He covers his hands with the lightning and commands it to strike the mark. Its crashing declares his presence;” I was overcome with joy to get some sense of meaning, convinced that when lightning struck, it was God declaring his presence. At that time, I embraced the significance of this, but I didn’t immediately connect it with my questions. It was a blur for me at the time.

Then on a recent Saturday morning, I sat down to write in my journal as I do every day. I remembered a new album by my friend René González, and started to listen to it. This prompted me to look for a post I had previously done titled “A Whisper” which included one of his songs in the form of a music video titled “Mi Vida,” or “My Life” After watching it, I re-read the post, and then it happened: My breakthrough was right there.

”The voice of the Lord strikes with flashes of lightning.” Psalm 29:7

It took me a long time to fully understand. Two thousand five hundred thirteen days, to be exact. Almost seven years.

How did I not see it before? Why did it take me so long to understand? I wrote in my journal that morning:

“No words, I have no words. To have the knowledge that you speak and that you spoke to me directly goes beyond any comprehension of mine. Grateful, for sure! Maybe after all these years, all it meant was for me to have a sign, an event that would settle the questions: Do you hear me? Where are you? Will you speak to me?”

That day He was answering me in an unmistakenly way that I had not experienced before. Psalm 29:7 and Job 36:32-33a came alive for me. He was thunderously shouting:

“I AM here. I AM listening. I AM Speaking.”

I wept. For hours.

It is overwhelming for me to know that all this time, He was near, always listening and that He spoke to me directly. I went for almost seven years, not understanding. I sometimes believed the lie that He was far away, deaf, and mute. I was questioning, at times, even my faith when in fact, he had lovingly, mercifully, and hastily answered me.

Did I get the answer to my seven-year backlog of questions? Yes, because I am free from the lies that paralyzed me. The places that I retreated to are now full of light, and as David wrote in Psalm 119:105, “Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path,” and I believe that is all the truth we all need.

Two thousand five hundred thirteen days, almost seven years, is a long time. You don’t need to wait that long. You don’t need to be struck by lightning. All you need is the assurance that just as with me, He is shouting to you, I AM here. I AM listening. I AM Speaking.

Be free.

“BREATHE expectantly, LIVE confidently and MOVE Boldly”

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If I had a time machine

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One Sunday morning, I watched my daughter walk to the room at church where she serves small children that have her on her toes during the morning service. Back home an hour or so later, my son said something funny as he always does, and my wife and I couldn’t stop laughing. “This is good!” I thought to myself. And I also wondered.

So the dreamer in me took charge. What if I had a time machine? Where would I go? What would I do? Who would I meet? Maybe I could go back in time and place myself into history and help win battles, or I could witness the declaration of independence. Who knows, since I was dreaming I could go anywhere. What about the moon? I can sit down, history books on hand, and choose where to go or what to do. What would it be? What would make me feel whole and happy? Fulfilled? What would I do if I could go back on a time machine?

And I wondered again. And the idea came to me as I reflected. I knew exactly where to go and what to do. It had nothing to do with history but happiness. It had nothing to do with money but with relationships. I would go back in time to my own life to relive the most remarkable moments. I would be there again the day I first saw her. I would relive the moment I kissed my son the day he was born and the moment when my daughter’s face graced our lives for the first time. I would embrace every second of my smiling son and daughter. I would contemplate the refreshing laughter of my wife and listen to her beautiful voice intently as she sings. I would be more present, more alert. I’d make less money but live more life. The best moments in my life had nothing to do with earthly possessions or career achievements. But the most significant moments, the times in which time itself seemed timeless, were the moments in which joy and happiness where are their highest.

What about the times I remember with pain? What about those moments that I wish not to relive? And I stopped for a moment. Could I change them? I have a time machine here. Can I fix the past and create a new future? But then a sobering thought overcame me. Being immersed in the wonder of life and taking it in completely, being present and awake, would help me confront those difficult times. And I abandoned this idea of changing the past and embraced the one of changing the future. I cannot change the story of what has already happened. But I realize that I can still change how the story ends. So today, everything can be a new beginning. It doesn’t matter where it started, but how it ends. Pain is real, but grace and hope stand tall.

So the question remains, what would I do If I had a time machine? Simple, I’d do it all over again, happiness and yes, the pain, because it has been in the low moments that the Almighty has shown up and shown off! So as I snapped out of the dream mode I was in, I realized that the future is before me, and I walk with the Maker of the heavens and the earth, and He can change anything. I just need a grateful heart and desire to live full and free.
I’d do it all over again; yes, the happiness and the pain, If I had a time machine.

“BREATHE expectantly, LIVE confidently and MOVE Boldly”

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Fresh or Salt water?

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I want to make a comment about the next election.

I am concerned.

But not about what you may think I would concerned about. This is not a political statement. I am really not all that concerned of who will get elected, because in theUS, it’s a binary choice. I already made mine and voted. And that is also something I will not be talking about here either.

My concern is for the relationships that are being torn apart. My concern is for the tone we have been employing. My concern is for the unearthed raw character we are seeing. I am concerned for those that proclaim to have the message of life, but speak as there was none. I am concerned for friendhips that because of what another might think, will shun each other on days to come. My concern is for the lack of maturity to have a honest and respectful conversation about dissenting views. My concern is about the language our hearts are speaking. I am concerned that we are blind to what our own words are saying. My concern is about our true priorities.

We seem to forget that after these days, those that we spoke as if they were not a person we might have to interact with them again. We seem to forget that after there has been an election, we will have to have community again. We seem to forget that either by Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, TikTok, or whatever platform you may use, we are branding ourselves either with hate or with love. Make no mistake, our words brand us.

Elections come and go. Family will remain. Community will remain.

Ask yourself what has your motivation been? Have you been rooting for your candidate because of the facts and platform, or because of your hate and disdain for the opponent? What have you been teaching your children? What message are they hearing? On one side that you have to be a good citizen and love your neighbor and on the other side, hate whatever X candidate says because he’s a bad person? Isn’t this the definition of blindness?

James, the brother of Jesus, spoke about the capacity we have with our words.

With it we bless our Lord and Father, and with it we curse people who are made in the likeness of God.
From the same mouth come blessing and cursing. My brothers, these things ought not to be so.
Does a spring pour forth from the same opening both fresh and salt water? James 3:9–11 (ESV)

So, what are we pouring forth?

Are our words fresh water those that listen to them or are we creating wounds and pouring salt water with them?

If your words, even the written ones have been birthed from bitterness, hate, condescension, or mockery, they have not been refreshing. They are neither justified just because a candidate has an opposing view nor has used the same language themselves. And all sides in this election has done this. Salt waters.

The question remains. Are our words refreshing waters or salt waters? If the latter, stop. Look deeply inside. Reflect, and maybe, if needed, you can delete the posts that are salt waters, and reach out. The world needs refreshing and we are called to pour out our lives as vessels of honor. Vessels of fresh waters.

Maybe this is the way healing might begin.

It starts with you and me.

“BREATHE expectantly, LIVE confidently and MOVE Boldly”

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It’s not ours

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Image result for it is not oursMany, if not all, of our problems, have to do in one way or the other with ownership. Think about it. Seriously.

We get mad when someone at work is given the corner office. Or if the position you applied for was given to someone else. “That should’ve been me. I’m more qualified.” We say to ourselves. What about the house we live in or the car we drive? Did you see what beautiful neighborhood it is? I can go endlessly on examples, from money, influence, friends, and on and on.

Granted, we all desire a good life. We all wish to have a better set of circumstances than the ones we currently have. That is why we work and decide where to eat or spend our vacations. It is the same when we go out to buy clothes or other “essentials” of life. The fact remains the same; we have a problem of ownership.

If we are honest with ourselves, we don’t own anything. Think of that for a second. Do you own your life? You might argue saying, “Well, of course, I do as I please,” but do you own your life? I had a friend that jokingly always said to me, “We all have an expiration date written behind our ear.” And he was right. Not the part of the ear, but the part that none of us know what that date is. What about your children? Are they yours? “Well, of course, I gave them life.” You’d say. Did you? And that bank account and investment account? They’re yours also, right?

While we walk on this earth, some papers say that x,y, or z, legally belong to you and me. But in reality, none of it is.

It is all a stewardship. It is temporary, and we are accountable. If we ingrain this thought deeply into our souls, life would be so much easier, for all of us.

The One that pointed it out more clearly was Jesus. There are a couple of parables he used that describe this in a better way. In Luke 12:16-23, Jesus told the story of a man that amassed a great deal of earthly wealth and observed it to the point that he wanted to build even bigger barns to store it. The problem for him was that he would not live to see the next day. Oops! He lived his life as if he had control of it all and determined who got what. Jesus himself posted a question as to who would inherit all he had amassed.

There was yet another example in Matthew 25:14-30 of a man who left his employees to tend to his fortune. At his return, he rewarded each once accordingly to how he had dealt with what was entrusted to each. It was all a stewardship.

If we sincerely stopped for a moment and looked at life this way, we would see everything differently. We would be free. We would understand that God gave even the talents we express for us to steward in a way that would honor him and benefit us and those we love. Because when we use our skills well, we are giving honor to the One who created us to His image and at the same time, we elevate our awareness of our worth.

Everything on this earth was created for our enjoyment, not for our enslavement. We are not slaves of stuff; we are stewards of it. We take care of what was entrusted to us: children, our earthly bodies, houses, employment, leadership, talents.

When we attach to stuff thinking it’s ours, we enslave ourselves. We are not the owners. Don’t fall for that lie. The secret to becoming free is to acknowledge it is not ours. And while we are constantly bombarded every day to acquire more and more, a sincere and genuine view of who owns it all will free us from being pressured.

After all, it is all HIS. All of it!

It’s not ours.

“BREATHE expectantly, LIVE confidently and MOVE Boldly”

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All you need is me

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Farm fencesIt is hard to be in an unknown place and feel lost. Many times in real physical places and other times in figurative ones, yet still lost. Not a good feeling at all. You know the ones I’m talking about? The times when your feelings betray your logic, or when reality challenges your beliefs. It becomes and emotional mess and a place where your character is tested.

This isn’t new to our generation. It has been happening for centuries. In the book of Exodus 33:12-14 it is plainly described. Moses said to the Lord, “You have been telling me, ‘Lead these people,’ but you have not let me know whom you will send with me. You have said, ‘I know you by name and you have found favor with me.’ If you are pleased with me, teach me your ways so I may know you and continue to find favor with you. Remember that this nation is your people.”  Did you catch that? The man that spoke and heard directly from God was questioning him about his own purpose. He was at a crossroad, unsure, lost. But this puzzling time also became one of the most significant times for Moses and for us. God’s responded, “The Lord replied, “My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.”  In plain English: In this uncertain time, all you need is me.

You might find yourself in a crossroad, a place where all you see is quicksand and uncertainty. The natural thing to do is to run for the hills or to call eery living soul we could possibly know. We seek the counsel of men and resort to our own strengths. But there is a whisper that lovingly tells you, “All you need is me. Only I will give you rest.”

Stop searching around what you can only receive from above. And trust, relax and walk. You already have what you need.

“BREATHE expectantly, LIVE confidently and MOVE Boldly”
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I’m still standing

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This is a different kind of post, it’s more like a journal entry. As it happens to all of us, our life and our views are framed by the experiences we have. This past Saturday, July 16, 2016, was one of those for me. Here is as short as I can describe what happened; an event I am still processing.

I took my son to work early and after dropping him off, I drove south for more than an hour. I have a car project at home and was getting some parts from another one to finish mine (I’m not a mechanic, I’m a financial advisor, but I enjoy fixing things). I arrived close to 8:00 am to my destination and started to work on the vehicle. It took me 4 hours to finish. As I was grabbing my tools and putting them in the trunk, rain started to fall. I hurried to pick up the parts and I began to hear thunder, so I got into the car to wait. As it subsided, I went out again, umbrella on hand, to finish picking everything up. And then it happened: I was struck by lightning. Let that one sink in…

There is nothing that can prepare you for something like this. There is no way to make justice or completely describe the instantaneous occurrence of a lightning strike, but I will try.

The first thing was an explosion, and then the world completely around me got all distorted. Fog-like around me, that I now know was really white smoke. There was no control and no logic to what was happening to me. In an instant, I knew I was hit by an unimaginable force that executed total submission of me. A slow-motion type of event, that was actually an instantaneous one. I remember being on the gravel floor and landed on my left side. I saw my body, but couldn’t move. I saw the sky and couldn’t determine if I was alive or dead. Surreal. Then when the world around me stopped moving, and either by the force of the fall or an unconscious movement, I found myself on my back, but I couldn’t feel my body. Then I was able to lift my head and tried to move my limbs. My right arm and left leg started to move, but my left arm and right leg appeared completely lumped; no movement at all. As I began to try to incorporate myself, all I remember that came from my mouth was “Thank you God, Thank you Lord!” as I realized I was alive, that I had survived.

My immediate reaction was to call the homeowner, Martin. I was yelling at the top of my lungs, “Martin, Martin, Martin!” and no one came out of the house. Then the door opened, and Martin came out as I yelled: “Help me, help me, I was struck by lightning!” Martin ran towards me and help me get up. He literally put me on his shoulders, and he carried me inside. My left arm and right leg, unresponsive. I couldn’t feel a thing. As they called 911, I asked that he call Sandy and that I wanted to talk to her. As I spoke to my wife I said to her, “I’m ok, God is good Sandy, God is good, I love you.”

While the ambulance rushed me out to the hospital, the paramedics made all kinds of questions, checked my heart, pulse, inserted an IV. Entering the trauma center, the medical staff waiting for me were wondering if I was the guy that had been struck by lightning; their words, “And he survived?”

Fast forward 8 hours, an empty stomach, no water, a bruised body, two Ct Scans, X-rays, blood work, and endless questions. The end result: there was no damaged at all to my organs, or limbs. The only visible evidence were the marks in my arm and leg where the electricity traveled, in my forehead that I hit with who knows what, and a burned and blown shoe.

The picture above is the tree that was about 20 feet from me that shows the damage of the strike, and the damage in the shoe where the discharge exited, and I am still standing. As I pen these words, tears well up in my eyes, because only by God’s grace, His unfailing love, and His endless mercy, I’m still standing.

“But you, O Lord, are a shield around me, my glory, and the lifter of my head.” Psalm 3:3

It is the only reason that I’m still standing.

“BREATHE expectantly, LIVE confidently and MOVE Boldly”

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