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Confident & Joyful

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There is a place for Confidence and Joy in the cosmos. I do not know exactly how to name it so that everybody would understand it, but is not pleasing a fun club what I’m dearly pursuing in my life. It is simply to inspire truth to all thirsty, dear, and sensitive humans.

No matter who you had believe you are, no matter what happen to us, either what hasn’t happen. We all are free to reach to that potential, to dream big, because the Creator is big, He is the great designer, and I don’t want any other source but the greatest to direct my way. Every day decisions make us grow, not to torture us with mistakes or absent solutions, but in all we learn. Creation for us is a process, a fun process if we are in the right mood, the mood of trust in Him. How you can trust a person, if you ever had a relationship (a normal one) with the person. Right? And how you can grow in the relationship if you kept a different mood that the person you want to partner with. In other words, God is always and only happy. If you ever want to grow into the best dreams, ideas, plans, truth, peace, joy, and real Love; then you better reach Him with all gratitude, thankfulness and simply trust that He wants the best. Other counterfeit thoughts, feelings, or whatever comes between must be put to test. God is always forgiving, interested in our grow, using all our dreams, to shape what finally is within us. To help us, to serve one another, to build, never to destroy humanity.

If you ever believe that you know best, then you do it! You have God, you have a plan, you have wisdom, His; why not to do the best? And if you ever doubt His guidance is because you just know Him little. The more you do know Him, the more you understand His ways, His guidance, Him walking beside you. Little wisdom? He is so open to give to anyone, just ask of Him. That’s all you do.

From a journey of “vision board boring-when I’m going to make it?” toward: “THE ADVENTURE OF GUIDANCE”. All love gave away battles of endurance and forgiveness and growth, and fun healthy life, and risk, and holiness; all IS worthed.

Life in His hands it is indeed: “The Adventure of Guidance”. To reach the highest standar of holiness ever recorded on human history.

AM IN!!!! Are you??? Freedom is knocking at your heart. And must be a sweet, truth, gentle, never conmdening, always kind sound. A knowing, not a feeling. For He is Faithful and Truth. He is Love. Real Love.

Have a great safe Journey my dears!!!!!
You are Precious!!! You are Truly Loved!!!

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April 9, 2011 at 5:08 pm

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A breath of Hope.

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Everything we believe draw toward us the thoughts about it. The wrong thoughts cause wrong behavior (attitude, expectations, theology, awareness).

If today you perceive anything less than joy, if you are really bored, like if God is on vacations, then…explore your beliefs. God is very alive and happy, is strong, joyful, is nothing wrong with Him, is tender, merciful, great FATHER, giver of great gifts, just, sweet, funny, and powerful, friend, is with you, and the best of all: He does love you.

What if all is about thinking RIGHT about God, to start with? Our heart isn’t wrong all the time if we believe the truth about God, and that start with Jesuschirst. He is both Saviour and Lord!

Explore your heart. You would discover Spirit and Truth there. Be complete!!!

The Difference Between Men & Woman

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Let’s say a guy named Fred is attracted to a woman named Martha. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.

And then, one evening when they’re driving home, a thought occurs to Martha, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: “Do you realize that, as of tonight, we’ve been seeing each other for exactly six months?”

And then, there is silence in the car.

To Martha, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he’s been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he thinks I’m trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn’t want, or isn’t sure of.

And Fred is thinking: Gosh. Six months.

And Martha is thinking: But, hey, I’m not so sure I want this kind of relationship either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I’d have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily towards mean, where are we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Fred is thinking: …so that means it was…let’s see…February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer’s, which means…lemme check the odometer…Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here.

And Martha is thinking: He’s upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I’m reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed – even before I sensed it – that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that’s it. That’s why he’s so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He’s afraid of being rejected.

And Fred is thinking: And I’m gonna have them look at the transmission again. I don’t care what those morons say, it’s still not shifting right. And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It’s 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600.

And Martha is thinking: He’s angry. And I don’t blame him. I’d be angry, too. I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can’t help the way I feel. I’m just not sure.

And Fred is thinking: They’ll probably say it’s only a 90-day warranty.

And Martha is thinking: Maybe I’m just too idealistic, waiting for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I’m sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to truly care about me. A person who is in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.

And Fred is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I’ll give them a warranty. I’ll take their warranty and stick it right up their…

“Fred,” Martha says aloud.

“What?” says Fred, startled.

“Please don’t torture yourself like this,” she says, her eyes beginning to brim with tears. “Maybe I should never have…oh dear, I feel so…”(She breaks down, sobbing.)

“What?” says Fred.

“I’m such a fool,” Martha sobs. “I mean, I know there’s no knight. I really know that. It’s silly. There’s no knight, and there’s no horse.”

“There’s no horse?” says Fred.

“You think I’m a fool, don’t you?” Martha says.

“No!” says Fred, glad to finally know the correct answer.

“It’s just that…it’s that I…I need some time,” Martha says.

(There is a 15-second pause while Fred, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he thinks might work.)

“Yes,” he says. (Martha, deeply moved, touches his hand.)

“Oh, Fred, do you really feel that way?” she says.

“What way?” says Fred.

“That way about time,” says Martha.

“Oh,” says Fred. “Yes.” (Martha turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.)

“Thank you, Fred,” she says.

“Thank you,” says Fred.

Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until dawn, whereas when Fred gets back to his place, he opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a college basketball game between two South Dakota junior colleges that he has never heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it’s better if he doesn’t think about it.

The next day Martha will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible ramification. They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored with it either.

Meanwhile, Fred, while playing racquetball one day with a mutual friend of his and Martha’s, will pause just before serving, frown, and say: “Norm, did Martha ever own a horse?”

And that’s the difference between men and women.

Cybersalt.

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March 17, 2011 at 5:50 pm

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Hurts to Touch

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One day, a goober was constantly complaining about how everywhere she touched her body, it hurt.

Her grandma told her to go and see a doctor.

Once there, the goober explained to the doctor how everywhere she touched, it hurt.

She said… “If I touch here, it hurts, if I touch my arm, it hurts, if I touch my foot, if I …”

The doctor gave her a complete physical and then delivered his findings.

Her finger was broken.

Cybersalt.

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February 17, 2011 at 2:34 pm

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The Cross without Religion.

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Without The Cross there isn’t Church. Without The Church there isn’t Love. Yes, Love is self existent, yes, self sufficient in nature, but how you see it without a recipient to give it away? And we all need Love to keep running this wonderful race called Life, ones need a little more than others, and most of us need to learn how to grow in it, how to express it. How to become it. The reflection of Love…WE are. We Humans are the ones.

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January 18, 2011 at 11:07 pm

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Where IS my Freedom?

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Beyond anything that I can dare to imagine overwhelming me there is greater power. And the good news is that even if is already made possible for me to posses such a source, I, have the pleasure to obtain it. Now, in every vision there is a war exalting itself in my face, but my muscles I’m getting them trained, daily, to overcome the obstacles of my own future been re-written with my own passion. If there is someone who wants to be known as an overcomer, that is me.

I thought that getting my dreams fulfill would be enough testimony to inspire someone, now when that is certainly powerful, there is something beyond that which is the way I live my life. Otherwise I could obtain the goal, but be death. No, I want LIFE before anything I’m fighting for. I keep fighting but always in constant awareness that the source of me being COMPLETED comes from the inside. I fight the good fight “for” something, more than against something, but even then I am reminded in my soul of what really is my freedom. In the place where all chains are broken. In the presence of LOVE.

Once you are there, there are no chains…and you would never be the same.

Do everything you have to in order to pursue those goals set before you from the Divine order, but always remember that your FREEDOM comes from being loved by Him, and by you pouring out what is inside of you meant to be in awe of Him. God is worthed all of our passion. And He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him.

Would obtaining life which comes from seeking Him be enough LIFE for you?
It would! That I can say for sure…YES!!! Life is good at His company.

God is so good.

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December 5, 2010 at 6:58 pm

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The Business Of a Prayer being Heard!

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Weeks ago I wrote about my experience on the knowledge of success being the fruit of those precious stones been given from the source of Life…Intimacy with God. It is not that simple to begin to listen to every revelation that would sure bring success. It is more than that if you want to face your greatest dreams coming around the corner. Have you overcame something today? That’s a missing piece.

Prayer is simply to me a conversation based on a “relationship”, so simple and so profound at the same time. Takes humility to receive for free such a gift as to be on the face of the Almighty. Nevertheless, such a precious treasure can not be carry by someone that has not forsake the “wish” for any refuge that had exalt itself before God. God must always be our number one.

Well, that would keep me running for a season, until I wrapped it into a new note.

Keep Dreaming, Keep Asking, and Keep your Prayers with Confidence and Faith.

Great Love!

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November 10, 2010 at 5:16 am

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