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Another Hidden Gem

Hello friends, God must have heard our prayers for better weather because the past few days have been much warmer. One thing I’ve consciously tried to do is love winter. I remember once, while my friends and I were complaining incessantly about winter, a friend quietly mentioned that she did quite love seasons. She loved how we couldn’t get too comfortable with one season and how another one brought a sense of freshness and adventure. Personally, I love the seasons but I dislike how you need an entirely new wardrobe for every few months of the year. Although it’s expensive for a college student, it’s a fashionistas dream. So pray for me to become a fashionista. Lol.  In other news, I REGISTERED MY DOMAIN NAME! My domain is msalheri.com and it feels like my own personal home on the world wide web! Isn’t this exciting news? Another thing: I opened a Facebook page called Ms. Alheri. I created a twitter account, and an instagram account! Who is this girl, please?!   Here is my twitter, incase you’re …

Your Blessings are Reserved!

I read this in my devotional yesterday, and honestly, I cannot explain the peace that washed over me afterwards! Please read and be blessed! Memorise: The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage. Psalm 16:6   Read: Psalm 16:5-9 5  The LORD is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.  6  The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.   7  I will bless the LORD, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.    8  I have set the LORD always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.  9  Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.    Message One thing that robs many people of peace is the uncertainty of the future. If you are living in right standing with God, your future is guaranteed not by man or by the economy of your …

Random musings about random lovey-dovey conversations

My father is very doting. As old as I am, he fondly whistles songs into my ears, pulls my cheeks, and sings for joy whenever he sees me again after a long time. Sometimes, my mother teases him that he loves me (and all my siblings, as a matter of fact) that if he could, he would swallow us so that we could all be inside his stomach and never leave him again. This evening at mass, I sat behind a family that had of two young girls- probably 8/9 years old and 6/7 years old. The younger girl was soon hitched on her father’s side, and I wondered why the father would carry such a big girl, who was obviously heavy. In my mind, I was like “see this old woman acting like a baby”, and then I imagined if I would oblige Lucia, my sister, had she made such a demand. When I realized I probably wouldn’t, something else came to my mind. Why would such a big girl want her daddy to …

What now?

Well, well, well! Friends, about my last post, ALA results are out! However, I won’t indulge your curiosity because this blog isn’t about my brother, and his school applications 🙂 This blog is about this often confused young girl (or woman, whaaa?) throwing herself into the strong muscular arms of a God that’s bigger than the biggest, and wiser than the wisest. This is me making sense of my thoughts, and hoping that as I share my journey, the Holy Spirit will inspire someone to lend me (or gain?) some wisdom. I write words I wish someone will speak to me in the different situations I face. So if you want to be creepy, you can call my number and read my blog posts aloud to me. I kid, I kid. That said, please remember that if there are things you want me to write about/ questions you have about stuff, I’m definitely open to writing about those! Anyway, here is today’s topic, which is a follow up from last time’s. Picture this: God has …

Mushy conversations, just because!

Hey babe, This love we feel for each other has to be the realest deal. This love has me in tears in front of the entire church congregation. This love wakes me up at odd hours to spend time with you. This love makes me want to share my every moment with you. Thing is, my love is just a minute, imperfect expression of the love that drove you to Calvary. Do you remember that day we fought? That day when I was calling on you so we could have our quiet time but you were no where to be found? That day when I almost didn’t have the will to pray and when I finally mustered the strength, I felt like I was hitting a brick wall. And then we had one of our most candid conversations ever. I remember telling you in a stubborn, matter-of-fact way that even if you chose to change tomorrow and you abandoned me, and I never “felt” your presence, I will never let you go. I remember telling you …

Love Letters, Grace!

This is an immensely personal post, which, however, I am more than glad to share. The highlight of the Good Friday service for me today was the Veneration of the Cross, and that is because I did something I rarely do. I rarely take time to reflect on the wonder of the wooden cross, and how (and why) an object so mundane has become the symbol of my redemption and salvation. During the veneration of the cross, every member of the congregation processes forward to a wooden cross to pay respect in a number of ways- genuflecting, bowing, touching, or kissing the cross. And today, during the Veneration, I wept my eyes out. I don’t remember ever crying in church because I was particularly touched by anything. So, you can imagine my utter shock and embarrassment and I began to cry as I prayed. It was even more funny because yesterday, I poked fun at my friend who was teary eyed thinking about the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross. And today, it was my turn …