Ayana sitting smiling.jpg

Hi.

Welcome to my blog. I document my adventures in food, lifestyle, and volunteer work. Hope you have a nice stay, and don’t forget to eat good, live good and do good.

God Speaks Football

God Speaks Football

Its so funny, when we think of God speaking to us- we sometimes imagine a thunderous voice booming down through skies filled with lightning and grey clouds. We imagine his voice being so undeniably loud and distinct that we would immediately fall down to our knees and say OH LORD, I HEAR YOU NOW!! Well I have to be honest with you...that's not how it works for me. Usually when I ask to hear the voice of God he makes himself very clear in a very quiet way. It usually starts off with a prayer, then Ill hear a song that will refer to what I prayed about, or it will come up in conversation with someone who has no idea what I've been praying about but will say something about that very same prayer request. My FAVORITE sign is when I walk into the church and the pastor's message is custom made for little ole me! You know that feeling, the one that makes you think to yourself, "hmm I might need to un friend my pastor....wait can I go to hell for that?!?!" LOL 

This weekend was really amazing because my 12 year old son got to experience first hand just how God speaks, in real time and real life. So my son is NOT a fan of football. He knows nothing about it and has zero interest in pretty much anything that involves teams, scores, hoops and goals. He takes pride in being an intellect. He's is the youngest in his class and is in all Pre-AP courses. He also is a pretty advanced musician for his age composing and playing music on the piano and viola. So you can imagine the HORROR and complete anger he felt when I told him that I was signing him up for football! He was M-A-D! I mean the kind of mad where you just go to bed early on a Saturday Night (registration for his school happened on a Saturday) because you just don't even want to see your anybody!  He pleaded with me all day at registration and at home after to "PLEASE DO NOT PUT ME IN FOOTBALL!" He went on to say,

"Mom if God wanted me to be in football he would have put me in it, or given me a sign."

It was as if someone called God Directly and said, " Hey God, whatcha doin tomorrow??? Wanna talk to a 12 year old directly and totally blow his mind, while also backing up his mother's last minute decision to put him in a sport that he despises??" "Ok cool, see you tomorrow at church....Late service of course. 

And the rest is history! LOL

My 48 Hour Vacation To Hawaii

My 48 Hour Vacation To Hawaii

A Little Bit About Me

A Little Bit About Me