What should you be looking for in your own life? What are God’s miracles that remind you that He is close, saying, “I am right here”? Think of those times, some daily, when the Lord has acted in your life—and then acted again. Treasure them as moments the Lord has shown confidence in you and in your choices. But allow Him to make more of you than you can make of yourself on your own. Treasure His involvement. Sometimes we consider changes in our plans as missteps on our journey. Think of them more as first steps to being “on the Lord’s errand.” -Ronald A. Rasband
Five things that I learned this month:
- Being a business major means that you, as a woman, will always be greatly outnumbered by men. This has its downsides, but it also has its upsides! And this month I was reminded of how much better student/person/professional I am surrounded by my male classmates.
- There is no better feeling than ignoring your email. Ironically, there is no worse feeling that opening your email after neglecting it for day
- Always have an “introduce yourself” pitch prepared. You would guess that at this point Diana would have figured this one out. Noup, I still babble my way through introductions. One of these days though… I am telling you, I will get it together.
- We are all much more than a number; any number. Whatever number you think you are, you are not. I am skeptical about many things but of this I am completely sure.
- I’ve come to realize that there are very few things that baking, sleeping, or taking a bath cannot solve *types as she takes out a yogurt and berries cake out of the oven*.
It has finally happened: summer is officially over. And for the first time in a few years, it pains me that this has happened. Instead of having perfectly bright, autumn, brisk mornings, we get cold rain and cloudy skies. Here is to hoping the weather improves! Now a recap of my week and some thoughts that have been in my mind…
Earlier last week, I received some sad news. On Tuesday, September 19, Mexico was hit by a 7.4 magnitude earthquake. Just 12 days before that it had been hit by a 8.1 earthquake. I first found about it from my sister’s text where she told us (my family and I) that she was fine. I was relieved to hear she was okay. However, I had forgotten that my dad was going to be in Mexico City that day. When I heard that my dad was there I immediately started praying for his welfare. It took longer to hear back from him and I promise, 18 minutes have never ever passed by so slowly. Finally, he contacted us and said he, too, was fine.
Moments like this certainly make you revaluate what you hold as important. As I was waiting to hear back from my dad, I started thinking how insignificant everything seemed compared to loosing someone you love. I am blessed to not have lost anyone on Tuesday and for that I am and will be eternally grateful. Nevertheless, the experience has shed a much needed light to the things that really matter in life.
We get so worried about trivial things. We get annoyed by inconsequential things. We act ungratefully towards each other. We overlook our blessings constantly. We take for granted too many things. And in the end, I think we would have wished we hadn’t. Life is better than our bad days, bigger than our fears, and shorter than it appears to be. I hope that from this day onward, neither you nor I will take from granted anything that is good in life because things can change literally in a blink of eye.
You remember the scene in Cinderella when the mice make her a dress in her birthday? Well, that’s exactly how this dress came to be. Except it was not my birthday and it was my sister who made the dresses.
This summer I talked my sister into learning how to use a sewing machine. To be honest, I just needed some tailoring done (being petite makes it difficult to find fitted clothes) but I did not want to learn how to do it myself. What started as tailoring soon became a… I want a dress like this one but without this other thing. And my sister, being the saint she is, obliged to my desires. Ever since we crossed this dress-making point, she has made me a few clothing pieces. She has struggled and learned through each one of them and that is why they are so precious to me. More often than not, she ends up frustrated with me because I am “too picky” or “too critical.” I like to think about it as knowing what I want 😉 .
My sister says I have a way to make people do whatever I want. I believe she makes these dresses out of love and since my version sounds better (and ten times less manipulative), it is the one I will keep. Does exploiting my sister makes me the most terrible person ever? Yes, it probably does. But hey, at least now my clothes fit perfectly.