A Short Prayer

God, come meet me in my anger, in my brokenness, in my abandonment, in my pain, in my defensiveness, in my heavy burdens, with my empty hands, and don’t leave me there. Make my life the evidence of all you can do, to make all things new. Don’t let me dismiss all of the brokenness,Continue reading “A Short Prayer”

Liberation

By: Gabriela Yareliz Sometimes, life feels like some weird social experiment. Have you noticed? People seem to get less caring and crazier, by the minute. And by crazy, I don’t mean funny-cute-wild, but reckless-not appreciating-consequences-and-mental-health-issue crazy. Life on this sinful planet can make us a bit crazy. Life’s pain and unpredictability can leave us likeContinue reading “Liberation”

Weaponizing Race

By: Gabriela Yareliz This is probably not a spiel you are used to, so hear me out: Today, I witnessed a disturbing thing on a playground. Let me set up the scene: It was a new playground, with a very cool and unique swing. There was only one of these swings, and two sisters wereContinue reading “Weaponizing Race”

Spring

By: Gabriela Yareliz Somehow, I ended up in that train car. It’s one I seldom end up on. It’s the one that starts in the Upper East Side and goes to Brooklyn filled with young, hip, beautiful people. You have the friends who are chatty and distracted, standing at the poll, giggling every time theyContinue reading “Spring”

Assuming the Risk

By: Gabriela Yareliz Why is it that we are angry at God or attribute bad things to God, yet we fail to assume responsibility for our own choices? People (me included!) want others to assume responsibility for their choices. Only fair, right? When they don’t, and that hurts us, we often then think it’s God’sContinue reading “Assuming the Risk”

Why We Remember

By: Gabriela Yareliz Call me crazy, but I love slowness in my own solitary moments. Maybe, this is because I strive to be efficient and productive in my work life. A slow morning is therapeutic, and I savor it. I love being mindful in “ordinary” moments, whether it’s feeling water rushing over my hands, asContinue reading “Why We Remember”

Leading Lady

By: Gabriela Yareliz I am committed to writing more regularly here because I simply miss it. I am here, already dreaming of Easter. Pastel colored dresses, and light trench coats with no leggings. A dream. February is almost over. It’s wild. Tonight, I read a magazine for a bit. Cherry Bombe featured the lovely andContinue reading “Leading Lady”

Several Observations

By: Gabriela Yareliz These past few days have been refreshing. I have been mounting pieces of furniture that will help add chic storage to my sunny studio. I look forward to no longer seeing the things I will store inside these pieces and to having a more put-together look, in my humble home. I amContinue reading “Several Observations”

His Power

“I want to live the kind of life that demands the kind power that raised Jesus from the dead and seated Him at the right hand in the heavenly realms— whatever that means. […] I want to live my life in such a way that if God does not show up, I am ruined. IContinue reading “His Power”

Something New

By: Gabriela Yareliz Happy 2019, dear friends. We have started a new year. Since I was last here, I have read about 10 books, burned a lot of candles, visited family, came back to NYC, tried to go back to my pre-holiday perfect sleep routine (still in progress), been guilt-tripped by my new Fitbit, transitionedContinue reading “Something New”