For my Father

I have a great and loving relationship with my Papa. It wasn’t always that way but time & distance helped a lot. I’ve always wondered how it is to grow up with a father; I only get to experience it when I travel to Germany for vacation. As you can assume, I was deprived of the physical love but I took it as wonderful lesson that love goes beyond the physical.

Many people say I look like my Pa. What do you think?

My father affirms me of his love every single day in many different ways. He knows me even if he never gets to see me everyday. He listens to me. I can enumerate  more reasons why I’m glad to have someone like him but I think the best one is this : my Papa has God and he looks to Him for everything. My Papa is flawed just as I am, just as we all are, and he acknowledges that he needs God every day. My father reminds me of God’s goodness in my life especially when things get tough. It is so natural for me to love, obey, and honor my Papa because I see God in Him. My Lord used my Papa as a vessel of His love for me and for that I am grateful.

I told you at the beginning of this post that our relationship wasn’t always this way but his love now covered what was in the past, like it never happened in the first place. The same way Jesus died on the cross for me so I can live in righteousness. His love for me covered my multitude of sins and now everything’s new.

Today, I am showing my appreciation for my Papa through this post but more than anything, I am honoring my Heavenly Father for making sure that I have a loving earthly father. I honor God for being a great model for my Papa. Both of my father’s love go beyond what me eyes can see and what I can touch. I’m one lucky daughter. I give all the glory and praise to my Heavenly Father.

Happy Father’s Day, Pa ❤

My special number

When I was 22 years old, I told myself “I’m going to be at my peak once I reach 27”. It became my motivation to reach my best; I wanted to be physically beautiful and successful at the same time. It was coming out of a broken heart and jealousy. 3 years after, I met Jesus Christ. Having found my identity in Him, the idea of being my best self at 27 became an afterthought and sometimes a running joke between me and my friends. I still wanted to be at my best but this time, it was coming out of a healed heart and basically, I just wanted to take better care of myself. I looked forward to the day I’m going to reach 27 just to see if I’ll turn into the woman I was imagining to be.

Now, here I am.


Am I at my best? NO. 

Am I successful? Not yet. 

Am I physically fit? I’m trying. 

Is this where I am supposed to be? Definitely.

Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the LORD’s purpose that prevails. Proverbs 19:21

For years I held onto the idea of my ideal self but I know what truly matters now : being God’s best for His glory. I thank God for the pruning, for all the seasons of waiting, disappointments, the mountains, uprooting, convictions, and blessings. I’d like to believe that this is the peak that God wants for me. Having Him in my life is the best gift my 22-year old self can give my present self. I am excited to see what God has prepared for me in the years to come!

To end this, here’s a video of my friends surprising me.

Happy 27, self ❤