Faith's Findings

1.  Some airlines check your passport 7 times before letting you board. This is no    exaggeration. 2.     Some airports have men standing throughout with machine guns. 3.     Getting stamps in your passport is a new ink addiction that I didn't know existed. 4.      Some Grecian men like curves. 5.     People are friendly. These people are no longer "over there". These people are created in His image just like me. These people have the same emotions I do. I know this may seem like a "duh" moment, but it was a very real and sobering time for me. Too often I get caught up in this world here that I forget there's a big world out there full of people just like me.  6.     Big bills and no change--The ATM only gives you big bills. But the merchants only want small bills. It's very confusing and frustrating. Spending money that looks like this is fun for some reason...

“Faith untested is dead.”  ( This semester my faith has been tested, but nothing out of the ordinary than any other test of faith. Well, maybe so because now I have this football analogy that ties into another parallel.) If you know anything about me, you know that I am an avid football fan. That gold runs in my blood for my Louisiana teams, so you can safely assume that this season starter was heartbreaking for my Saints. Week after week, I watched, hoping we would prevail with a “win,” yet, week after week, in a heart wrenching manner, we gained another “L.” Some games were so close, I could taste sweet victory like a beignet from Café Du Monde and then, in the last seconds it was a bitter reality of 0-1; 0-2; 0-3; 0-4. I saw rants of people threatening paper bags, calling my boys the “Aints,”   bandwagon fans showed their true colors. In my own rants, all I could think about is my spiritual faith. “What do I do when my faith in God wavers like my faith in t...

Our dearest boys, You came with something special and brought life back to a city that we dearly love. You came and we believed. You proved our faith in you to be true. Through the years, through the paper bags and the ridicule we stood by our Saints even when the world mocked our die hard belief that our Saints would win us that Superbowl. You proved us right when you brought us home the trophy and those rings. Once again our city thrived and black and gold flooded not only New Orleans but a state and even a country. For me personally you brought together a family. While we may not be blood our familys blood is black and gold and we gather every Saints game. We bring the dome energy to our living room and there is something magical when my football family, all decked out in their black and gold are cheering you, our boys on the screen, with good ole Cajun gumbo in the kitchen. While we may never meet face to face, you are apart of our family, so please let's see each other this se...