Maze Doors Vision

Hey Bloggers,

I was sitting in bed at the crack of dawn this early morning. I was praying and asking God about His will for me, while at the same time becoming who I want to be personally. As I was praying, I felt like I was going around in circles on my prayers so I asked the Holy Spirit to teach me how to pray.

It only took a split second for Him to impress in my heart the things I wanted compared to the things He wanted for me. As I was praying, I remembered my ambition a long time ago and even now (the career goal I want), which is to help contribute to the fight against cancer.

So, I focused on that, I talked to Him about wanting to be able to help cure cancer and/or contribute to help irradicate children’s cancer. As I was praying, I had this vision of standing in front of a closed door and in my hand was a key. An enormous key. This key will turn the knob of the door in front of me and will open its journey. As I stand in front of the door with the key in my hand, I knew that it means that once I open the door it means that I will enter into this career that I just got hired last Friday.

Although I had the key in hand, I still felt hesitant about going in. My heart felt that if I walk through that door, that means I may never enter the door to my left. I looked over to my left and I saw another door. This door was closed and on the ground are multiple sets of keys. These keys were used before, however, they are not the right ones so they were not able to open the locked door. I knew that those multiples sets of keys meant that those are the methods and job applications I used to open the door that I wanted, but could not get access to it.

As I stared down at the multiple keys on the ground to my left and I looked down at the key in my hand, I broke down. The door in front of me is waiting and ready to be opened, and all I have to do is use the key in my hand to turn the knob and unlock all the possibilities it can offer. However, I am too afraid that when I choose that method, I may never get to experience and fulfill my own personal dream.

This realization broke me down. I do not remember feeling any emotional buildup, but when I saw the big key in my hand and the other small failed keys on the ground I felt like my battle was over. Obviously, I should just use that big key in my hand to open the door in front of me, however, I just could not bring myself to it. Maybe I could, but my will refuse to let me do so. While I was having this emotional turmoil, my mind just kept repeating “How bad do you want it? How bad do you want it?”

I got out of my bed and went to the bathroom to cry it all out. I grabbed some kleenex and wiped those tears away. When I sat back in my bed, I cleared my head. I spent a few minutes to not think about anything. Then, when I felt like I was ready to speak to God again I asked Him to “change my heart”. I once again asked the Holy Spirit to teach me how to pray. So he directed me once again. My new prayers are now that “whatever I do, I do it all for the Glory of God”, and boom! PEACE. This blanket of peace and comfort just wrapped me up and my worries were gone. I finished my prayers and then I read the bible.

The bow that laced everything up that early morning was John 16:33 (AMP Version). It goes on to say, “I have told you these things, so that in Me you may have [perfect] peace. In the world you have tribulation and distress and suffering, but be courageous [be confdent, be undaunted, be filled with joy]; I have overcome the world.” [My conquest is accomplished, My victory is abiding.]”

This is Jasmine, Signing Off ❤

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Precious Present

There are days when I feel happy and I just do not want it to end. Days when I could just savor this moment for it to last forever. These days are just like today, yesterday, and since Christmas Day. My special one has brought color and joy into my life and it is just right to savor it for however long I want to, wherever and whenever. These are moments when I want to remember when I am down in the future, just in case, to give me a little pick me up, to tell me to not give up because these days are up ahead.

As you can tell by now, I am happy. Plain and simple. Yep, that’s right. Not the elaborate “overjoyed” kind of way but the good ole’ “joy”, and yep you guessed it right. It is because of this one person. I used to think happiness depending on a person is ridiculous and do not get be wrong, it still is sometimes, however, that person also has the ability to add color into your life. Love, people may say… infatuation to the others, who wants to tone it down a little bit. However, the important part of it is happiness.

Since we are now talking about importance, I think it is just write to talk about its root. Why am I happy? Who is responsible for this burst of emotion? Is it really just this one guy? Or is it this man watching over us, making sure the guy I am happy with and about are experiencing joy instead of just plain happiness. See, I believe “joy” is a little bit deeper than smiles, laughter, euphoria, etc. I believe it comes from within and not only that, I believe it is given.

You may ask, “given… by who?” In my own spiritual understanding, I am absolutely positive it is granted by our Lord Jesus Christ. In Psalms 16:11 it is written, “You will show me the way of life, granting me the joy of your presence and the pleasures of living with you forever.” This is the root of my joy, Jesus Christ. He is the reason why I sing His praise & worship when I am taking a shower, doing my makeup, doing my chores at work. He loves me deeply and he expresses it to me through this joy.

All I can say is thank you Jesus Christ. Before this year ends, I encourage you to reflect on what He has done in your life, how much he loves you, how he died and rose again to save you from your sins, and who He is in your everyday life. He is always there for you and for me, it is just a matter of us constantly reminding ourselves to not worry because He has gifted us joy, so we must live and act upon this precious present He has given.

Find Your Voice in Silence

Hey Bloggers!

How do you talk to someone, when you cannot even find your own voice? You want to be heard, but you are unable to make out a single word. Mind of yours is full of thoughts and ideas, but your mouth is silent. You feel that pull from your mind “that control” to step back from verbal expression, and you wonder whether you are just engineered to be a thinker and writer… nothing more.

You speak and your words sound forced and rehearsed. Words are your friend, only if it is read, heard, or written, but once it is spoken, it becomes a stranger: a stranger with no intentions of identifying your verbal competency. Talking to you is only used for simple responses such as: Good, I’m Fine, How About You, and Thank You. Even a simple “hello” is difficult to enunciate.

A smile is the best you can do. It eliminates the dilemma of topics to talk about, the measure of its interest level, expectation of feedbacks, and ultimately the risk of being judged by word choices, expressions, and opinions. Silence literally saves you. It saves you from your careless mouth, the listening ears, and the factory of accompanying adversities.

This is jblogger, signing off ❤

Middle

Middle
Is where I am
I am the in progress
The processing
My location is in between
I am not the sun
Nor the rain
Just the shade
Not quite
Nor enough
But getting there
I had begun my journey
But have not arrived
Not in a hurry
Taking my time
Not freezing
Nor burning
Just warm
Filled with potentials
To be and become
Riding along
Passing through
Waiting
To get to you

Who Cares?

You write who cares if nobody reads it?
You read who cares if they hear it?
You listen who cares if you only hear silence?
You are silent who cares if everybody’s talking?
It is loud who cares if your head is pounding?
Who cares?
Do they notice?
Do they know?
Do they care?
Yes and No
But does it matter?
Will it make a difference?
Change your perspective
To know your audience
Who cares?
Everybody?
Nobody?
Somebody?
Do you care?

Yes and No
Yes
I do
Promising
No
I do not
Heartbreaking
Does it matter?
You write
For applause or for a cause
You read
Books to learn or burn
You listen
For silence or an audience
Who cares?
If nobody is listening
Will you stop writing?
If nobody cares
Will you start crying?
No
Because you
You also do not care
You just write
Read
Listen
For nothing
Or
Yes
Because you
You care
About everything

 

Writer’s Block

Hey wordpressers,

Have you ever just felt the urge to write something, but do not quite know what to write about? You want to write something, to just express everything, but just don’t quite know where or how to start…

So all you have are beginnings. This potential to become a prose, but they never seem to reach to a completion.. They just stay backspaced, and all you have is nothing.

I have been experiencing this for quite some time now. I may be experiencing the “writer’s block” syndrome. I mean really it is of no big deal, because it is not like many of you actually read my blog or if any even…

So really there is no pressure from you readers, however, the battle of being unable to produce a written prose and the urge to craft one is becoming a problem. Many times I want to produce a written blog, but fail to do so.

Whatever this is, I am battling it with my readings. I have been reading a lot, and I just took a break for a week now because I figured I have to change this repeated tasks I am living. However, I just cannot wait to read my next novel.

Perhaps, reading has become a hobby or a habit, while my writing abilities has deteriorated… I guess I just need balance.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off<3

Got Boredom? Read Complexities

Since I started reading complex fiction, it has now come to my attention that my mind is rather fascinated by stories including histories, time travels, real-life underlying problems as opposed to my usual high school life reads.

I guess if I let myself read something out of my usual, progressing my mind with every book, going back to the “easies” are rather boring. They become uninteresting, as I endlessly flip through virtual pages waiting for the story to end.

It may have something to do with my age though… I am almost 21 and obviously my interests are growing too. Dramas are always welcome, but I guess the settings and the underlying situations are the most significant factors here.

My mind is uninterested into high school chatters, gossips, and puppy loves. Well.., maybe puppy loves I supposed are only interesting when there is an immense dilemma in action. A war maybe… A reincarnation… Time Travels? Mind Puzzling Crimes? Illnesses focusing on living life to the fullest..

However, those silly loves are only but for a moment on those stories. Those stories are usually engrossed with such time and emotion that if love is focused, it is the pure and rich kind. The love where you know is worth keeping.

So to my best of abilities, I am going to diligently find books in the future, that is approved by my progression. Reading on the “easies” may be a break, from the rich complexities of the intelligent writers, but they do not seem to fascinate me (not anymore). They are just I guess nothing but “breaks” nowadays.

– jasminedelacerna