Showing posts from January, 2014

Let Your Life Speak

Every day, I am overwhelmed with the number of voices attacking me.

...the voice of some people telling me what GPA I should aim for this semester, the voice of other people telling me how to think and view the world around me, and the voice of even more people telling me who to be, what to wear, how to act. Yet the only voice that truly matters is the one that is rarely acknowledged. This is the voice of my own true self - my likes and dislikes, my  desires, my fears. I've become so consumed with pleasing the voices that surround me, that I've failed to hear my own voice screaming my name.

I truly believe that the more I learn to explore what it is my heart desires, the happier I will be. And boy, do I want to be truly, unbelievably, undeniably happy or what.

For what seems like the first time in a very long time, I want to become my own person - my true self. No longer will I strive to conform to the directions of the voices that surround me. This semester of all semesters, I…


My Jesus,

I have failed you too many times to count. I have betrayed you, turned my back on you, left you stranded in the middle of the road, the road where you only came to greet me and shower me with love. I abandoned your love in search of other things I thought would satisfy me. You have given me so much in this life, yet so often I toss it all to the side, thinking that there's something much better in store for me up ahead. So on I go, seeking after that "something" up ahead, only to find that all I wanted was you all along.
I'm going to be honest with all of my readers tonight, my dear sweet Jesus. Tonight I will be vulnerable with all of them, and I pray that you give me the courage to do just that. I need to be honest: I have failed to love you and your people well. I'm so wrapped up in my own selfish desires that I can't think of anything else besides what is best for me and what will make me happy. Yet striving to make myself happy has only made me…

What It Takes

"Thissemester it's going to be different, I promise."

"Thisyear I'll do it, I swear."

"Tomorrow it will happen. Don't worry."

Sound familiar?

All too often we find ourselves trapped in the temptation of making promises we just can't keep. We tend to think that a snap of the fingers will make everything perfect sometime in the near future. We make New Year's Resolutions that last four days and promises to friends or loved ones that never seem to unfold. We expect drastic changes to occur overnight and are upset with ourselves when those changes fail to occur.

Yet what we fail to realize is this: all good things take time.

Getting accepted into Notre Dame was a very "good thing" in my life, but like anything in life, it took precious time. It took time to study my butt off all throughout high school and even junior high. It took time to prepare for standardized tests and to complete my application. It took time to pray about th…

The Day I Started Living

Can I ask you something?

Are you happy?

Are you truly, unbelievably, undeniably happy? Are you bursting with joy at the thought of another full day ahead of you?

I am (or at least I try to be).

But I haven't always been that way.

You see, for a long time, self-doubt and endless comparisons consumed my life. I became obsessed with analyzing my failures and determining who was better than me at school, friendships, relationships, sports, hobbies, faith…you name it. Whatever it is, I compared myself tirelessly to other people. I was infatuated with the idea of perfection and overcome with the prospect of one day being the best of the best, so no more comparisons would be needed.

And the day I started truly living my life was the day I realized I will never be perfect.

On that day, a force of sheer love and power named God, my Father in Heaven, shared these words with me:

"You are imperfect, and I love you."
You are imperfect, and I love you.
NOT "you are imperfect, YET I …

A Reason to Be Happy

Why can't you just be happy?

A few months ago, a good friend of mine asked me this simple question. I was feeling down for quite some time, yet there was no real explanation for my sadness.
So I begin to wonder the same thing: why wasn't I happy?
Why aren't we all supremely happy every day of our lives, especially when there's no reason not to be happy?
Here's the thing: each of us has become so obsessed with the idea of obtaining happiness, that we have overlooked the sources of happiness right in front of us. Sometimes, everything we've ever wanted is directly before our eyes, if we'd just keep them open.
"Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy." ~ Guilaume Apollinaire
There are so many reasons to be happy.
I want to wake up every morning filled with happiness because God has given me another day to live. And you know what another day means? A second chance. No, not a second chance for you to prove…