Paint the worlds smile...

Dear Hippo/Girl/Sisto/Jojo/Gary/Wacho/Rach,

No matter how many hours, minuets, or worlds away we may be, we are inseparable in the heart. Since (almost literally) after I was popped out of mama you were right by my side. And, you have stayed there all along. Through the hard, head-aching, sorrowful times in our life, you have been there with open shoulders for me to cry on, as every once in a blue moon you wept on mine, too. We have always been such opposites yet "twinzies" at the same time! You being the strong, cold hearted (when it comes to love stories), school smart, more calm, wise, and collective kid. While "I", on the other hand, was that screaming baby the neighbors heard from across the street, so emotional, school hating, dancing, little sister that you had to deal with distracting you from your homework and/or chores. But, I think those are the things that make us the perfect sisters! You put me back on track when I am just too wild, and I bring a little more adventure in you when you are just too focused on what you are supposed to be doing. You know the words that I am going to say before I even think of them! You understand just by one look, or expression on my face, what I would say to you when we cannot say a word. One or two words is enough for us to burst out laughing about who knows what, no matter where the place or state of mind/emotion we are in. I do not think God can possibly bring me to find another person that will understand, help, love, and enjoy me and my stupidness as much as you do (as I love them the same for you). I do not think I tell you thanks enough. I have no idea where I would be if it was not for you. You keep me sane girl! (That is sane enough at least). You truly inspire me in so many ways. One of the ways is for me to be a good student, another is to stay focused and dedicated to God and his love for people, to be more patients and forgiving with all, and so much more. *Old classy singing voice*, "You are my inspiration... Raquel!" Look, I changed it up for you, darling. ...Wow, those 15 years flew by did they not? It felt like only yesterday all 6 of us were living at home playing football, baseball, the colored game, and all the other games we would make up in the backyard until the sun went down in the summer time. Now look at us all: mom and dad separated, now with their own new partners, Mateo has been out in Columbus for the longest on his own, now Jay moved away and married, you away at college, and me living here alone with ma. We are lucky if us all kids get together at the same time with mom or dad more than once or twice a year. Funny how life plays out, but it all happens for the best. We are blessed to be so close in relationship to one another; I love you all so, so dearly. You know I would do anything for you guys, as you would do the same for me. Even if we are far away from each other you will always be my best friend, sister. You do not worry about me, now. I have got enough worrying from everyone all my life. Just you keep being the little Gary you are today. So, even if I am not there to distract you, or make you burst into random unicorn laughter; even when I am not there to understand your jokes, discuss everything and anything (that always ends up going back to handsome men somehow) or for you to let out your anger and comments about people, you know exactly what I would say or anyways. I would do the most random, dumb things, I would jump on your bed in front of your homework and talk about how beautiful Thor is, I would agree and comment back on the stupid things you have to go through and try to make you happy again, and I would laugh along with you on the ridiculous things/people we see and probably take a pictures of them. So do not cry, you always knew how to be the stronger one anyways. Do not get down or lose hope in yourself or others, everyone makes mistakes, but it is because of forgiveness we are the happy people we are today. Continue your walk with God, even when you feel helpless and alone, he will provide your peace, joy, love and needs. (Joshua 1:9): Be strong and courageous; do not be afraid or discouraged, for the LORD your God is with you where ever you go. Proceed in you love and skill of art. Paint the mountains of Greenland, draw the rivers and seas. Travel from England to Africa to Asia and round to more again. Inspire people to be their best like you did for me. Use your gifts to benefit others and please yourself at the same time. Raise your children to be just as amazing and talented as you. Love your husband through not just "good" and "bad" but from hell and back. Laugh when you want to cry, and cry after laughing so much. Count your blessings; they are worth so much more then the curses. Never forget the memories, but do not let them stop you from all you can have in the future... You may not know all the answers, but that does not make you dumb, it makes you human. So, live your life as if nothing could stop you for a second. I know what you are capable of, and it is incredibly amazing. You do not understand the imprint you made in my heart, and continuously make in every one you meets heart. You are beautiful, prettier than any other I have seen because I have watched it grow from the inside out. I love you, and not any moment has gotten me to question if I do not. You are the best, my favorite sister of them all (and the fact that you are my only makes no difference so.. do not mention those silly things). You, Rachel Alicia Silva, have started painting the best picture, your life every step of the way. Do not stop now; do not stop until the master peace is finished. And, when it is, look back on it and smile because (like a smart shell named Marcel says) you smile because it is worth it. So keep on smiling Sisto... I wuvvvv youuuu. And always will. Forever and Always, I promise, I will... <3
~Bean/Best Little Sister in the World

Heros without Tights...

       

There are billions of people on this planet. Billions of people have pasted and billion are to come. Each and every one of us make an impact in the world whether one knows it or not. Not just one person has impacted me, but instead I have learned from or desire something in a little bit of everyone. The 5 main people that have helped shape, shift, or make me to be the young lady I am today are my brothers, sister, and parents. I am thankful for their presence in my life every day, no matter how much of a distance away we might be from each other at times.

I treasure family so much. For I have grown up in a puertorican household, I have more family members then I can count. Although, I may not know them all or be super close in a relationship with them I know that they love and care for me as I do right back for them. I have to say the ones that have made and continue to make a huge impact on my life would be my core family. Like my siblings for example, my oldest brother Mateo, has always been my protector. I have always known that if anyone tried to hurt me he would be there to "fix the problem" even when not asked to. I know the events he has gone through has made him one strong cookie, but never once have I had to question his love for me, he would do anything for "his baby girl." Jeremy, the 2nd oldest, on the other hand is such a goof. He has always been so silly, easy going, loving, and a great helper. Jere (Spanish nickname that sounds like: hed-eh) is my teddy bear. He looks big but really he has a heart of a sweet 5-year old boy; does not always say much but has such sincere love and care always. Now my sister, Rachel, will probably always be the one I look up to the most. She is my best friend, councilor, shoulders, and role model. We are only 3 years apart so though the best and worst roads in life she was and still is here for me lean on when hurt, lost, confused, bored, happy, or plain crazy! I look up to her because it seems she always does things the right way when I was not always as fortunate in the choices I made. She is beautiful from the inside out and I hope that I can be all the help as she is to me. 

My siblings are absolutely wonderful and we are all very close to one another. Many people wonder how in the world we manage to be so peaceful and loving to each other. I say it just goes to show how much we really need each other; our parents did a great job showing us that. Parents are one of the most impacting people in a child's lifetime. Whether it for the good or bad, they will have a huge part on the outpouring of the kids life. My parents definitely are the reason I am the way I am in many ways. Though every moment for us may not have worked out the best, I know I love them dearly and am thankful for the positive things they have passed down to me in their parenting. My dad has not always made the best choices and has not always necessarily been here in my life but, I know now that he loves me incredibly and would do anything to make sure I was well and happy now. My dad is such a giver. He will put someone else before himself in an instant to have that person pleased without saying a word or expecting something in return. Now he is here for me and my siblings and will stop at nothing to give us what we need, even if it is just some time, laughter, love and support. Mother, oh Mother, she is one special little lady. Raising 4 wild children can be a heck of some work but she has not and will never give up on us. She has gone through a mess after a mess all her life, yet she still finds room to thank God for all the wonderful things He has blessed her with. Like she says, even if she had to go throughout all the hurts and mistakes just for 4 reasons she would....  for us, her 4 kids, her 4 blessings. She is the strongest women I know, taking a job made for 2 and making the most of it. She knows how to run a household keeping it clean and in tack, that is for sure. I cannot thank her enough for the sacrifices she has made for us and continues to make. There is no denying that I love my family, my heroes.

      Heroes are not perfect; they are just leaders choosing to make the right choices that at times are scary to take. So thank you, I love you, and I will... Forever and Always...<3

I will find my way to Barcelona...

       

Out of all the places my feet can walk through, or my ears can be filled with the daily sounds or nose smelling lovely aromas, I wish it could be in the big beautiful city of Barcelona, Spain. Ever since I was a little girl I have dreamt of going to Spain (and all my family can agree that this is fact). I even have a piggy bank, named Chochina, saving up for my trip I will take one day. So, if the opportunity came for me to live anywhere I wanted to I would have to choose Barcelona for sure! I do not think I would want to live there all of my life, but it would definitely be a good chunk of it there. To me, Spain just seems simply irresistible so, I will just have to check it out for myself one day.

            My favorite types of locations to be at are beaches. My favorite types of cities to see are kinds that look old fashion/historic yet, still well polished up. My nationality and culture (which I love dearly) is Hispanic. So, I think this put together pretty much tells me Barcelona, Spain is absolutely perfect for me. The beauty of this city is simply breath taking, and it would be such a dream come true to wake up to it every day. I would not want to live there only for the beauty, fun lively activities both days and nights, sites to see, romantic and relaxing getaways, and conveniently close beaches but also, the ability to become one with another culture! I can just imagine me becoming more fluent in Spanish, learning their dance styles and me teaching them mine, and participating in their traditions. It would all be so unique; it would all be so amazing. I just cannot wait for the day to come, for I know one day soon enough it will. I will be walking along the beach side, thinking of what a dream it is to me. Maybe then I will be escorted by a lovely male and be able to look into his eyes, thinking of how perfect it all turned out, or even if it is just me, I will enjoy every single moment of it I tell you. Because, every single moment I walk down that shore line I will think of memories such as these, me dreaming.

Dreams come in many forms: big to small, in the day or night, metaphorically or literally... but every dream has a breaking point. That happens at the time the dream comes true, and one day mine will just tear at the seams. I will find my way to Barcelona... <3

The Pursuit of Happiness

 

 

 

 

          "The pursuit of happiness" project was a very special one personally to me. I can say it definitely opened my eyes to many things I did not realize before. When I explained to the people that participated in my video what the question was I could tell they thought about it a lot, and gave an answer straight from the heart. I think it is a truely beautiful experience hearing what wonderful activites everyone would do to help our society and the others all other the world. I do not think that people should let money be in the way of doing those wonderful things that they would love to do. If everyone would just be so kind to care about everyone this world would be so much more of a better place, and I would hope one day I can be on this earth to experience such pleasure throughout us all. People love to be blessed, so why not bless others first without expecting to be rewarded in return. The reward in the heart is so much greater than any object, or possesion can bring you.

 

 

More than just words...

         Being asked a question such as, "What is your favorite book?" does not appeal to me one bit. Sorry to say that to all the parents, teachers, and book lovers out there but books are just not something that catches my fancy ... or even remotely tickles it. My first reaction to being told to read a book is "Ugh!!" or "Come on! You act like we are in school or something?! Oh, that is right..." it may be sad I know, trust me, I have heard the lectures all my life. I do not understand why I do not enjoy reading because I love to write blogs, stories, open idea writing assignments, and journals (diary's) but it is when it comes to words pre-printed on pieces of paper that I am so unappealed to. I have tried to enjoy them, and at least tried not to mind them too much when I am forced to read them. Every time I find myself drifting off with-in the 1st page or paragraph though, thinking of what I would write if it was my story, or having the little movies in my mind of all types of wild thoughts. Other times I really do just unknowingly drift off into a great world of nothingness, which is never frustrating for me because I do not know what is going on around me even when I try my hardest to focus. I can say that through the years growing up I have found 1 book to read that no one has to force me into (so I really do not consider it a book because it is so much better than one). The name of this lovely item that has literally shifted and switched my views and character for the best is called The Bible.
          This book full of true stories, fables, and teachings has been written 100s to 1000s of years ago by more authors then I can name of the top of my head! But, if there is one thing I know for sure it is that it was all inspired my 1 man. He carry's the Mighty name of God, and is the greatest author of all time. The reason He and his writings are so dear to me (besides the fact that he created, shaped, saved, revived, forgave, poured into light & pour, plus life into me) is the fact that He makes the words on the paper so much more than grammar and climaxes. Instead it is stories on top of stories created to inspire, transform, and guide all throughout the best, biggest, and toughest times in life. Being able to learn new beautiful sides of Him every time one digs inside the word is truly breath taking, and is beyond comparison to any other story one can tell. The Bible is so very precious to me because it is just one more connection I have to God, the one man I can never get enough of. I enjoy so much to learn more and more who the man that has created all I know is. A man to love me on my worst and best days, even when I did not know or love Him. The Bible teaches such great lessons, even on my worst days I can look into the Word and find myself reminded of all the wonderful things there is to smile about instead of crying on the 1 thing that has let me down. I remember that though my mind may not be able to comprehend everything going on around me that I can still lay down my worries at the cross, look to the Lord, and know I will be okay, that it is in good hands. 
          The Bible is a complex work of art, made by the most complex work of art out there; it is more than just words... scribbles on paper. Instead, it is life breathed in by the ones opening it up, ready to have the faith to take the journey inside of it.

Money is No Limit

Imagine if money was no object, and everyone could do anything they truly wanted to do with their life, how beautiful that sure would be. In the poem "After Apple-Picking" by Robert Frost, this author writes out a story of a man living his whole life doing what he loves, apple picking, and appreciating every moment of it. If only all could be so lucky to choose a passion of their own to pursue their whole life. The way Frost conveys this message of living by doing what you love the most is with the use of imagery captivating you throughout the poem.

When one loves something so much they continue to practice and grow in what they do, they start becoming a master at it; what a great reason to move toward pursuing what one loves for their life. Just like talking to anyone that is passionate for what they do, Frost is very expressive throughout the poem, making you feel as you can see and touch the apples he claims to love so much. In the poem Frost states, "Magnified apples appear and disappear/ Stem end and blossom end/ And every fleck of russet showing clear" (l. 18-20). With his words of great detail, Frost shows to the readers how the speaker sees the apples, representing ones dream/passion, in such a distinct way, proving the great value he puts in what he does. This reminds us to go toward what we love and cherish every moment of it.

Everyone enjoys doing something, but it is when one believes in one’s self that they can accomplish big things with it that dreams come true. So many people’s treasures can grow into things we all use or do in all our everyday lives, and they enjoy every moment of it, and in this poem Frost sure shows that in the speaker through his writing. Frost says, "There were ten thousand fruit to touch/ Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall" (l. 30-31). This shows how much the speaker treasures his apples/his job, really emphasizing on how special it makes him feel, speaking as if in the shoes of someone who loves there job, making sure their job was accomplished to the fullest because of their care for it.

Through the big use of imagery Frost conveys such an inspirational message to all readers to follow their dreams and enjoy every moment of it. It is very important to learn this message from Frost because without learning this people can get stuck in a system of doing things they do not want to for money instead of doing what you love, taking a chance to accomplish it. If money was no object for me I would choose to become a full time missionary/dancer, spreading the word in many nations through the arts, which I plan on pursuing. I plan on doing this because my deepest loves are for God, dance, and people, as well as my love to travel makes this is a perfect fit. Many people may think this is impossible or insensible for me but I know for a fact I can do it, and I know for a fact I will.

Si Sola Mente; If Only...

          From past generations on and on my family has descended from Puerto Rico. From what I know, my greatest grandparents down to both of my own grandparents on both sides of my family were raised and lived in Puerto Rico. All my family, up to my own parents, are fluent in speaking Spanish... except for my generation. If I could change one thing in my life that has previously happened it would be: that I would have been taught to speak fluent Spanish. It was never exactly in the power of my hands to decide to be taught Spanish (which I can not understand WHY I was not) but, if I had the opportunity to go back and tell my mama to teach me when I was young I would!
          The reasons I wish I could change the fact that I was not taught Spanish so that I could have been is because it would erase all the "funny" jokes and teases of me "not really being Puertorican" and other rued comments I rather not state, which happen to be some of my biggest pet peeves. But more importantly, it would have saved me from a lot of embarrassing moments, and would have let me gain relationships that now I can never have... 
          Because of my inability to communicate (at all or well) with my grandparents has taken away the chances of having a good relationship together because all they know is Spanish, and now, I have completely lost the opportunity for three out of my four grandparents because two have passed away in these last four or five years and just this Wed. October 17, 2012 I found out my abuelo will be passing away any day now too...</3...
          I know for a fact that if I knew fluent Spanish it would have radically changed and would still be changing my life, my family/friends lives around me now, and possibly different nations if I would do something in the future with it. I know I can learn Spanish now, which I am taking the classes, but it is just not the same. I find myself sitting back and thinking how much easier it could have been if my parents would have just taught me. And, how different I would be, different I would feel because of it... It may sound silly, and not that big of a deal to many but for me it would mean so much. I love all my abuelas and abuelos and would have killed to be able to have talked and grew in relationship with them while I had a chance. I know it was not intentional by my parents for it to be this way, and for me to feel like I do; I know I could have tried harder to understand and still communicate but it is true you do not realized what you got until it is gone. It really does suck, I wish I could have done so many things differently but there is nothing I can do about it now, we can not change the past... and I think that is what hurts the most. 
They say time flies by so fast, but it is not the good experiences that are gone that make you sad, but realizing what time has passed and all you have not experienced that really gets you...
 R.I.P. ~ mi familia~  te amo mucho.<3

The definition of dance...

What is“dance” based on the world?

1. to move one's feet or body, or both, rhythmically in a pattern of steps, especially to the accompaniment of music.

2. to leap, skip, etc., as from excitement or emotion; move nimbly or quickly.

3. to bob up and down.

What is “dance” to me?

It isthe movement and rhythm to music and such like said, but that is not where it ends. To me, dance is not just moving to the rhythm of the beat but instead, being the rhythm in the beat. To feel and express all that you have inside of you, speaking it out without even having to use words…

          Ever since I was a young folk I have loved to either watch dance or dance myself. Whether it was different types of Spanish dancing, lyrical/contemporary, or hip-hop/pop I have had a connection to the music and my feet from the start. As I got older, I never really understood from where my love for dance came from, well, not for my main type of dancing, lyrical, at least. The only type of dancing my family knew and tried was Spanish dancing, but other than dancing at weddings/ family get-togethers or just being silly at home, they never took dancing any farther than that. Me, on the other hand, dance is some type of way every day. I feel so different, so odd, sometimes because while my siblings are very intelligent, have the ability to learn and comprehend things easily, and all have a skill in drawing (painting, sculptures, etc.) I have difficulties in school and a hard time understanding things, I am not great in drawing, and have a love for being on stage either acting, singing, or dancing while none of them ever have. I use to think something was wrong with me for being so different from them all, but I have come to realize that God has made us all in different ways, for different reasons, and being the different one, in skills and hobbies, in my family is nothing to be ashamed of. I have learned to love my uniqueness.

I have no exact explanation of why I love dance and dancing so much, but I just know it makes me feel so good, so free… When I dance I feel as if I can be anyone or do anything, escape from the world itself and go into my own. It may sound a little cliché but to me it is so true. Throughout the twists and turns in my life, no matter how I am feeling, I can close the door to my room, turn up the volume, and let it all go... And that, is one of my favorite things to do.

To worship; to praise His name… to laugh; to cry out in the night… to lose; to win it all,… I dance and until Forever & Always, I will.

 

Music to my ears...♥

What makes the world go round and round? Many have their own theories, choices, or truths, but what makes it go round and round personally for your life? For me, I love and enjoy doing many activities, though this particular topic that I will share is not my absolute top priority in life, I do enjoy and play it every day; music, one big love in my life. My favorite type of music genre would have to be acoustic. Ever since I really could choose my own music style (past the Cheetah Girls/Hillary Duff years) I have been drawn to acoustic singer-songwriters. Aside from my favoritism for acoustic singers though, I do listen to many types of genres in music to an extent. From common-like artists that I would prefer like Jon Foreman, The Civil Wars and Ingrid Michelson I can go to all types of music such as Marc Anthony, Phil Wickham and Lionel Richie. But, out of all the music, song writers and singers in the world I would have to say that my current top favorite is, Mat Kearney.

Mat Kearney may not be exactly what I described and usually choose as far as my top genres and music styles but I think it is his uniqueness and gift of talent that makes me love him so much more! The genre of his music is not very exact; it can range from rock/pop, christian rock, hip-hop, and acoustic. Over all though, he is a sing-song writer which I fancy greatly! His songs consist from him playing his own instruments, the guitar and piano, plus the backup instruments of bass, keyboard and drums. What I love so much about this artist, why he is my favorite, is not only because of my attraction to his music, but the great meaning and feelings for his songs as well, his self-written lyrics. The story of his life and the becoming of his records and fame are interesting and inspiring as well! There is just something about his music that makes me so happy, calm or full of energy (making me want to dance) at times. Another thing is feeling as if I can relate to certain songs, too. Well, ever since I was a young folk I have heard some type of music blasting from an area in my house, and in today’s days and age I realize that the music steam is coming from my room.  We may all favor different types of music, genres, or artists but if there is one thing I believe we can all agree on is this:
      songs can be all sorts of music to our ears, but it all beats at the same place, in the rhythm of our hearts…

Lifes' Opinions; lifes' responsibilities

           Year 2012, prices go higher & higher, the amount of jobs get lower & lower, and people keep making people faster more & more yet, the earth seems to grow smaller everyday. Oh, how time has changed from the past days. I do not understand why things like this happen; is it just a cycle or are we close to the end? I may never know but we all do have our opinions.

          I do not think things such as receiving financial aid from the government to have your kids in care centers if you are a working parent is necessary. My reasoning for this is because everyone in life has different situations and stories, some of well and then others not so lucky, but through it all the dedicated family members/parents make keeping their family with the needs of them possible. Call me old fashion but I believe if families made life's situations capable and well back in the day why need help like this now? I understand it may be harder for some people to find or manage getting someone to watch their kids but, it is not fair for the day care employees to be responsible for that, having an over crowded room of children because of it. There are still people who would pay to have there children in the day care centers and then they wont be getting what they put there own pay on because there are so many children already in the center.

           In this world and year, things are not the best with the government or families but I believe if the government is going to pass out their cash and support for something, free "Day Care' for working parents is not the top priority here. Almost every parent works in this world and they can make what they need to have happen like they always have.

The treasure of my heart

Value...
To place highly, have worth in, hold dear to.
God,
Placed highest, has all worth in, dearest father, lover, and friend.
Value, 
A prize possession 
My Lord,
My biggest prize without even paying the price.
What do I value you say?
What do I love, hold important, and keep close to my heart?
Why that is easy...
There is only one placed highest, my #1.
Only one who's worth everything through I am worth none.
One man I hold dear to, who gave up His only son.
One, one man, one Lord, the one & only God
Who I put all my worth and value in.
There is only one.
And why you ask, I value my God so much?
Maybe because He saved my life,
maybe because He has won;
won the battle, my heart and all the world once again, soon to come.
But not only that see, there is so much more.
In the God I value, His love endures forever, and forever He is love.
Holy are you God! For you have captivated my heart and soul.
I was in the midst of darkness yet,
you brightened my world.
With a tear running down my cheek
you hugged and embraced me tight.
I was so wrong, so unworthy
yet, you made things right.
Helped me see the big picture,
see that you, God, are true.
This is and so much more, is why I value God.
This what I have told you is true.
He saved, changed, and gave me life.
Now until forever I will serve you Lord.
Forever & Always ... YOU will rule.

Summer Come, Summer Go...

           Summer 2012, full of fun, adventures, moves, tears of sadness and laughter, but most of all, full of great times! Every summer my mom, sister, dog (Snickers) and myself take a little trip for a week or 2 to Columbus. The reason we have been taking this trip for the past 5 years or so is because both my brothers Matthew and Jeremy, plus Jeremy’s wife Ariel and my cousins Tita and Eddie, have moved out there in these last 10 years. Though, this year’s trip was a little more memorable …

        
          Not only was it the last trip my sister, Rachel, would be having with us while living at home since this was her last summer before she went off to college but, it was also a week away from my mom’s lovely 50^th birthday (though she doesn’t look a week over 28). These trips are always great because they’re filled with swimming, family time, shopping, going to fun events, and a lot of delicious food but, this time my siblings and I had something different planned. For a surprise for my mama’s big birthday, on the second week of vacation in Columbus, we bought a ticket for her to Florida! She was always joking about going there for a nice get away being able to relax and enjoy herself for the summer yet, never was able to. Well, this year we definitely caught her by surprise by getting these tickets for her.

        
          When my siblings and I gave her, her present the night before she would be leaving to Florida she was so surprised she teared up and all. The sight of her filled with so much joy and shock just filled my heart with such pleasure. We all love our mother for all she is and all the hard work and heartache she has gone through to give us all a good life. Being able to bless her like we did for her birthday was a blessing back to us, too.  This summer has had its good and hard times but, looking back at what these 3 months has let me experience is truly a great and unforgettable thing. Years come so fast yet go so quick, enjoy the little moments that turn to be so big, summer 2012.

Lable, Love, & Light

My Beautiful Mami!♥♥

My wonderful siblings!!!:)♥

Rachel. My best friend... my sister!♥♥♥

(These are some of the best people I know and,

 part of those who helped form me into the CELINA I am today)

In the midst of the snow,
in the midst of the rain,
what if God chose a baby
and gave her a name?

What they didn’t know at first
would soon come and grow so fine.
She’d be in the midst of darkness
yet, still shine so bright.

It started in April
with a baby on the way.
Momma told the family
and what did she say?

At 4 years old, the sister asks
“What could the baby be?”
A boy or girl, they wouldn’t know
but just you wait and see.

Again and again, Rachel says
you have to have a girl mami!
I want a little sister, she would be so great.
Not just a sis, a best friend! One of a kind to me.

Mom reply’s, yes baby
but, it’s whatever God wants it to be.
A boy or a girl, it doesn’t matter.
We will love them for them, Forever and Always.

But, that wasn’t good enough,
and Rach went on & on.
So, momma told her to pray and ask
and God would show her the results.

So, as weeks passed
the little girl prayed from her heart
and, finally she got an answer!
So she went up to her mom…

Mommy, I know what you are having!
Not a little boy, but a little girl.
Her name will be Celina. Jesus told me.
She said with such imbue, it was sure.

What shocking news to have heard.
I sure know it would be shocking to me.
Yet, mom stood in not bane but happiness.
Not in doubt but true glee.

So, when she went to the doctors
for a checkup in this week,
they gave her the results
for what the baby would come to be.

Sure enough it was a girl,
just as God said she would have.
And, when baby Celina was born
it was a blessing in their hands.

As Celina grew up she often wondered,
“Why this name… for me?”
It took a while to receive the answer
but, she got it at fourteen.

In recent years she had looked it up
and the name has meant “moon”.
“God gave me this name,
but what does it have to do with anything?”

Well, now she understands
it is much more then what she thought.
It’s a reflection of His light in the darkness, a source of hope
 to many nations! Not just the meaning of a rock.

How wonderful did it feel
to know your purpose and calling in life.
The puzzle pieces now fit together.
Now I am an ice skater, gliding on the ice.

From the name of an unborn,
to a missionary, called at her feet.
You might not believe what I have told you
but trust me, it is true life... and it is me.♥