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Inconvenient Edges

By: Gabriela Yareliz We are only three days into the new month, but so much is racing through my mind. These are the mains that stand out (and yes, I am quoting T.I.). I absolutely loved Ed Mylett’s book on The Power of One More. (I am a big fan of his generally). These quotesContinue reading “Inconvenient Edges”

‘Is God For Me?’ Interview

The realest. Brilliance. I never tire of listening to both of these men separately. So cool to hear them together. “I’ve never been afraid to die. I’ve been afraid to not live each day fully.” Erwin McManus

Erwin McManus: The Futurist

By: Gabriela Yareliz Erwin McManus is one of my favorite thought leaders. He is a pastor, philosopher, writer and futurist. I identify so much with how he communicates Jesus and authentic faith living. Born in El Salvador, McManus has overcome so much. Christ found him, and since then, he has dedicated his life to sharingContinue reading “Erwin McManus: The Futurist”

Studio Update 19

By: Gabriela Yareliz My Fitbit thinks I am dead. I haven’t charged it since we started this shelter in place. I log in my daily exercise, into the app, but I haven’t charged it because let’s face it, I am not taking a lot of steps. It’s me going from my desk to refill myContinue reading “Studio Update 19”

Love Goes Deep

A lot of Christians out there say they have given up on the concept of the church. But what does that mean? They haven’t given up on the building and chairs. They are saying they have given up on people. People are flawed, and they will disappoint you. No matter what your personality type is,Continue reading “Love Goes Deep”

Acknowledging The Blanks

By: Gabriela Yareliz It was a dark week on the news. I am not here to talk about suicide or anxiety and depression. (While these are important discussions). I am not here to talk about the talented people we lost this week. I am not here to talk about any of that. I am hereContinue reading “Acknowledging The Blanks”

The Puerto Rican Dream

By: Gabriela Yareliz It was early morning, and the sun hadn’t infiltrated the land in shadows below the midtown skyscrapers. Forty-second street to forty-ninth street was barricaded for no entry. I was passing Lord & Taylor, when I decided I would go in to use the restroom (the things that happen when you juice inContinue reading “The Puerto Rican Dream”