Wow! praise God! the HOLY SPIRIT IS ON THE MOVE.
I feel his presence constantly.
This weekend was so much of what i needed.
Lately, i have been feeling very lost and empty in my faith because i was having trouble growing..This weekend definitely helped me grow and yearn for more and ask more questions. I definitely feel growth in my faith.
I have been feeling a spiritual call to the life of Mother Teresa so she has really helped me grow as i read about her life and her faith struggles.
This song is about how God is always with you.
--I know i need you--
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MM-6rm1t9vY&feature=player_embedded
I love being a Catholic and am enjoying learning more and more about my faith everyday!!
Honduras trip is on pause until i get my life in order :)
RISE, LET US BE ON OUR WAY
GENESIS 12:1-2
PEACE AND LOVE,
Danielle
Monday, November 1, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
more than an obsession and greater than an passion.
What happens to you when you help someone?
For me, what happens is that i feel accomplished and worth while.
I am 20 years old and know i was put on this earth to serve others and make people want more from their lives.
With that said, I am not sure how to write a blog or why i even feel compelled to write one, but over the next few months i am on a journey to lead my first mission trip to Honduras and change as many lives as i can. On that journey i want to document it through this blog. I know at times i will fail and at time i will strive, but through everything i am excited to start my journey.
So here we go.
October 4, 2010
DAY 1.
For me, what happens is that i feel accomplished and worth while.
I am 20 years old and know i was put on this earth to serve others and make people want more from their lives.
With that said, I am not sure how to write a blog or why i even feel compelled to write one, but over the next few months i am on a journey to lead my first mission trip to Honduras and change as many lives as i can. On that journey i want to document it through this blog. I know at times i will fail and at time i will strive, but through everything i am excited to start my journey.
So here we go.
October 4, 2010
DAY 1.
A NOTE I WROTE IN 2009
Let me start by saying ive had a fairly easy life.. all private schools with everything handed to me. I have a over generous father and an amazingly blessed family.
i've never had a job before this summer and ive never had to think of my options so to say.
I went to uhigh on LSU campus and wanted to study photography so with a scholarship to LSU i chose to go to UNO to persue photography, my great passion. Instead of going on a senior trip, i chose to go to Honduras with my youth minister, who is one of my trusted best friends. He convinced me to go to Honduras with him before i adventured off in New Orleans for college.. i sat on the airplane and started to cry thinking what the hell am i doing i should be in the Bahamas with my friends and why am i going to a pointless third world country (no offensive)that speaks spanish i hated spanish, but thats the truth in the way i felt. I went there with a closed mind.. everything changed the day i chose to push myself a little and go outside my "comfort zone." The first days were met and filled with beautiful dark skinned brown hair and eyed children running up to me giving me hugs and kisses who knew nothing about me, but that i came to play with them.. the look in their deep brown eyes to this day warms my heart but also tears me up in side..
I went to a town in the mountains and fell in love with a little girl.. she shook up my world and put me on a high that i 365 ago felt and havent come down from to this day.. i think about her every day and strive to make the world a better place for her to live in.. passionately honduras..
Since i got back june 20 i have felt purpose and focused.. ive never felt so passionate and so thrived by anything before... granted im 19 but this is different.. i want to be the change in these peoples lives.. Gandhi says, "You must be the change you wish to see in the world." I want change in these peoples life and i will be it..
Its something about Latins warmth and willingness to give and give what ever they have, that makes me target them and Honduras in general because they are the ones i have grown closest to.
When i talk about Honduras when i think about the friends and the relationships i have made there, it makes me want nothing else than to fully dedicate my life to giving back to them .. it has shown me a true path and set my heart on fire.. how many 19 years can say they know exactly what they want to do in life, give in life, and receive from life..
Everyone thinks i'm crazy. my parents included... they think im a innocent little kid with big dreams that wont be able to be accomplished.. well i might not be able to change honduras, but i want to work towards its betterment. Where there is a will there is a way.. and i have had sooo many signs that this is what i need to be doing and every time i start to doubt myself i get another sign...
--the signs-- When i first came back i was putting everything into perspective calming myself down and trying to think about how i can effect change.. thats when doubt came over me and i thought i needed to forget about it...Thats when i started meeting every other person that goes to UNO which is from Honduras or Latin American..I was amazed.. and even my RA turned out to be from Honduras... that was a slap in the face; it showed me to not give up and re-think my priorities and better yet my major.. i knew i couldnt help anyone with a major in Fine Arts.. i had never met anyone living in the states from honduras.. after then it was a snowball effect; everyone i started to meet was honduran or has tries to honduras.. everywhere i went more signs..my spanish teacher was from honduras.. i went to get a dress at dillards and heard women speaking in spanish and out of my mouth comes "where are yall from" and to this day i dont remember meaning to ask it.. and they said honduras... i sat with the women and talked to them for hours about honduras..
People say thats just going to happen there's alot of hondurans here.. well ive lived in Louisiana since i was 5 and have been to nola all the time and for 18 years never met a single one until all this started happening and i started pray, "Lord show me a sign, that this is what you mean for me and what i'm truly suppose to be doing..and that i'm not going crazy to feel this way."... and now every Honduran on this side of the bayou is in my life..ha
People who arent from honduras and who have never been there dont get it and wont.. They didnt see the unknown in the little deep brown eyes that i saw.. i looked in child after child's eyes wanting to help but knew that at that moment i couldnt. It was the worst feeling i have ever felt and i made a promise to myself never to feel that way ever again..and never to forget that feeling.. I wasnt raised to be a medical or religious missionary.. that wasnt the path i was suppose to take.. I was born into a life of abundance and have chosen for my life otherwise...to make sacrifices and to work along side and with the poorest of the poor... striving to be completely not selfish and put others needs before my own..
In December, right after i got all my xmas presents the chance to go to Honduras arose and i jumped at it; booked my ticket the next day, and was on an airplane.. that wasnt on my parents to do or to pay for list, but they can see that Honduras is something i strive and live for so my parents said okay. They knew that Honduras is what i'm passionate about.. and nothing makes me happier than being around Hondurans who are so amazing and being able to be amongst them in their own elements and environment.
I am now a medicine major at the University of New Orleans. I have a Honduran adventure scheduled for July. Some of my best friends are Honduran and El Salvadoran and i couldn't be happier.. I surround myself with Latins because they bring so much joy into my life that i have never experienced before... I learn more than what good reggaeton to listen to or spanish slang from them.. i learn about Honduras and what are the needs and issues they as teens are facing..being around them i pick up on their lifestyle and culture are well as what makes them tick..
I have a heart as big as the world and cant wait to go to Honduras permanently and practice medicine making no money, but loving making a difference and putting smiles on the faces of these beautiful babies that have been forever ingrained in my mind.. it is more than a desire and past the point of an obsession.. its a yearning to do more and effect change.
Thank you to all my LATINS I LOVE YALL FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART.. YALL ARE MY BROTHERS AND MY SISTERS AND MAKE ME WANT TO BE LATIN BECAUSE YALL ARE TRULY BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE AND AMAZING IN YOUR OWN RIGHT.
AND THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS PUTTING UP WITH MY SPANGLISH AND TEACHING ME WORDS LIKE ZORRA! and tu madre es una zorra :)
AND THANK YOU THANK YOU TO MARIO MUNOZ AND THE MUNOZ FAMILY FOR TAKING ME INTO OUR HOME IN DECEMBER.. TRULY AMAZING FAMILY AND I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL FOR YALL!
and THANK YOU TO STEVEN ... YOU SHOWED ME HONDURAS.. AND I HAVENT LOOKED BACK.. YOU KNOW YOU CHANGED MY LIFE WHEN I WAS A SOPHOMORE IN HIGH SCHOOL AND YOU ARE TRULY MY FAMILY. I LOVE YOU WITH ALL OF MY HEART AND AM WHO I AM TODAY BECAUSE OF YOU.
SI AHUEVOS!!
I stay awake at night reading articles and websites like this
http://www.vidavolunteertravel.org/medical.php
to further myself in my medical pursuits while any other kid is sleeping or out drunk
i've never had a job before this summer and ive never had to think of my options so to say.
I went to uhigh on LSU campus and wanted to study photography so with a scholarship to LSU i chose to go to UNO to persue photography, my great passion. Instead of going on a senior trip, i chose to go to Honduras with my youth minister, who is one of my trusted best friends. He convinced me to go to Honduras with him before i adventured off in New Orleans for college.. i sat on the airplane and started to cry thinking what the hell am i doing i should be in the Bahamas with my friends and why am i going to a pointless third world country (no offensive)that speaks spanish i hated spanish, but thats the truth in the way i felt. I went there with a closed mind.. everything changed the day i chose to push myself a little and go outside my "comfort zone." The first days were met and filled with beautiful dark skinned brown hair and eyed children running up to me giving me hugs and kisses who knew nothing about me, but that i came to play with them.. the look in their deep brown eyes to this day warms my heart but also tears me up in side..
I went to a town in the mountains and fell in love with a little girl.. she shook up my world and put me on a high that i 365 ago felt and havent come down from to this day.. i think about her every day and strive to make the world a better place for her to live in.. passionately honduras..
Since i got back june 20 i have felt purpose and focused.. ive never felt so passionate and so thrived by anything before... granted im 19 but this is different.. i want to be the change in these peoples lives.. Gandhi says, "You must be the change you wish to see in the world." I want change in these peoples life and i will be it..
Its something about Latins warmth and willingness to give and give what ever they have, that makes me target them and Honduras in general because they are the ones i have grown closest to.
When i talk about Honduras when i think about the friends and the relationships i have made there, it makes me want nothing else than to fully dedicate my life to giving back to them .. it has shown me a true path and set my heart on fire.. how many 19 years can say they know exactly what they want to do in life, give in life, and receive from life..
Everyone thinks i'm crazy. my parents included... they think im a innocent little kid with big dreams that wont be able to be accomplished.. well i might not be able to change honduras, but i want to work towards its betterment. Where there is a will there is a way.. and i have had sooo many signs that this is what i need to be doing and every time i start to doubt myself i get another sign...
--the signs-- When i first came back i was putting everything into perspective calming myself down and trying to think about how i can effect change.. thats when doubt came over me and i thought i needed to forget about it...Thats when i started meeting every other person that goes to UNO which is from Honduras or Latin American..I was amazed.. and even my RA turned out to be from Honduras... that was a slap in the face; it showed me to not give up and re-think my priorities and better yet my major.. i knew i couldnt help anyone with a major in Fine Arts.. i had never met anyone living in the states from honduras.. after then it was a snowball effect; everyone i started to meet was honduran or has tries to honduras.. everywhere i went more signs..my spanish teacher was from honduras.. i went to get a dress at dillards and heard women speaking in spanish and out of my mouth comes "where are yall from" and to this day i dont remember meaning to ask it.. and they said honduras... i sat with the women and talked to them for hours about honduras..
People say thats just going to happen there's alot of hondurans here.. well ive lived in Louisiana since i was 5 and have been to nola all the time and for 18 years never met a single one until all this started happening and i started pray, "Lord show me a sign, that this is what you mean for me and what i'm truly suppose to be doing..and that i'm not going crazy to feel this way."... and now every Honduran on this side of the bayou is in my life..ha
People who arent from honduras and who have never been there dont get it and wont.. They didnt see the unknown in the little deep brown eyes that i saw.. i looked in child after child's eyes wanting to help but knew that at that moment i couldnt. It was the worst feeling i have ever felt and i made a promise to myself never to feel that way ever again..and never to forget that feeling.. I wasnt raised to be a medical or religious missionary.. that wasnt the path i was suppose to take.. I was born into a life of abundance and have chosen for my life otherwise...to make sacrifices and to work along side and with the poorest of the poor... striving to be completely not selfish and put others needs before my own..
In December, right after i got all my xmas presents the chance to go to Honduras arose and i jumped at it; booked my ticket the next day, and was on an airplane.. that wasnt on my parents to do or to pay for list, but they can see that Honduras is something i strive and live for so my parents said okay. They knew that Honduras is what i'm passionate about.. and nothing makes me happier than being around Hondurans who are so amazing and being able to be amongst them in their own elements and environment.
I am now a medicine major at the University of New Orleans. I have a Honduran adventure scheduled for July. Some of my best friends are Honduran and El Salvadoran and i couldn't be happier.. I surround myself with Latins because they bring so much joy into my life that i have never experienced before... I learn more than what good reggaeton to listen to or spanish slang from them.. i learn about Honduras and what are the needs and issues they as teens are facing..being around them i pick up on their lifestyle and culture are well as what makes them tick..
I have a heart as big as the world and cant wait to go to Honduras permanently and practice medicine making no money, but loving making a difference and putting smiles on the faces of these beautiful babies that have been forever ingrained in my mind.. it is more than a desire and past the point of an obsession.. its a yearning to do more and effect change.
Thank you to all my LATINS I LOVE YALL FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART.. YALL ARE MY BROTHERS AND MY SISTERS AND MAKE ME WANT TO BE LATIN BECAUSE YALL ARE TRULY BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE AND AMAZING IN YOUR OWN RIGHT.
AND THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS PUTTING UP WITH MY SPANGLISH AND TEACHING ME WORDS LIKE ZORRA! and tu madre es una zorra :)
AND THANK YOU THANK YOU TO MARIO MUNOZ AND THE MUNOZ FAMILY FOR TAKING ME INTO OUR HOME IN DECEMBER.. TRULY AMAZING FAMILY AND I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL FOR YALL!
and THANK YOU TO STEVEN ... YOU SHOWED ME HONDURAS.. AND I HAVENT LOOKED BACK.. YOU KNOW YOU CHANGED MY LIFE WHEN I WAS A SOPHOMORE IN HIGH SCHOOL AND YOU ARE TRULY MY FAMILY. I LOVE YOU WITH ALL OF MY HEART AND AM WHO I AM TODAY BECAUSE OF YOU.
SI AHUEVOS!!
I stay awake at night reading articles and websites like this
http://www.vidavolunteertravel.org/medical.php
to further myself in my medical pursuits while any other kid is sleeping or out drunk
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