Nieve, nieve, nieve y mas nieve!!

Hace mucho tiempo que he actualizado mi blog! Pero, tal vez haya demasiado nieve afuera. Me di cuenta ayer cuando estaba caminando y un carro se lo puso fijo. Dije a conductor del carro..."Amigo, que es lo que debo hacer para que pueda salir de este ribero. Me dijo..nada, por que aqui estoy fijo en el nieve. Le dije..Mira yo le empujare atras y cuando lo hago..vas a salir...Me dijo que era imposible....Pero asi es..Yo tenia fe que pudiera hacerlo...Por eso mi compa y yo empezamos empujar atras del carro...Quemo casi todo de su llanta pero salio. Y me puse feliz porque....El hermano que estaba en control del carro..Me dijo..."Tu eres enviado de Dios"...Le Dije,..'Si hermano...y tenemos un mensaje que nesacitamos compartir con usted"..........

You must have trust!

Trust is perhaps the best thing in my life. I always wanted to be trusted as a person. Meaning that when I said I would do something I would do it. I wanted to be dependable! I remember when I was still in High School my Dad told me that I was going to be running the chopper. The chopper is an expensive piece of machinery that we use to harvest corn so that we can get feed for the cattle. My Dad told me to meet him over at the field so that he could show me how to run the chopper. I was thinking to myself...”Dad did you have too much sugar this morning or are you still sleeping and just haven’t fully awaken yet!” Cause to run the chopper is a big deal. It always was to me. I knew that running the chopper was one of those things that you didn’t mess around with. You have to pay really close attention and you not only have to drive the tractor but also you have to watch the implement attentively. You have to always be looking back and making sure that everything is running smoothly. Behind the chopper is this thing called the wagon. As you chop the corn gets shredded into tiny pieces and then shot out of a spout into this wagon where the corn builds up and once it is full you dump it into trucks. There is so much you must do as you chop. I was surprised that my Dad was going to be showing me how to do it. So my Dad told me to meet him at the field so that he could teach me.  I went and got my morning Pepsi and some snacks cause once you start chopping you don’t stop until you quit for the day. So I had to make sure I was ready to go. Haha!! I got to the field and my Dad went over the “ground work” with me. Meaning he was showing me how to grease it and where to grease it. He showed me how to sharpen the knives and how to fix the little things. We got all of that done and it was ready to go! I was still super nervous but my Dad climbed in and I followed his lead. He sat in the control seat and I sat in the buddy seat. I was watching him so very carefully so that I wouldn’t mess up the chopper. I was watching him “run the show” so that I would know what to do. After a few words and a few explanations of things the wagon was full and he dumped the load into a truck. Then he says…”Ok switch me seats.” I was thinking what you are crazy; I have no idea what I am doing. I haven’t sat here for very long. But we switched seats. I was now sitting in the “operator’s seat” known to me as the “captain’s chair” ;) I was flat out scared. I didn’t want to mess anything up. So when I put it into gear I went super slow. I was just creeping along! I putted around and then began to shift gears so that I could go a little bit faster. Before I knew it I was officially chopping corn!! Then the wagon was full and my Dad stands up and he says…”And that is how you do it” His final words were this…”It is better to go slower than too fast, that way you wont plug up, you should make it a goal that once you climb in the tractor you don’t get out again.” I was like…”are you leaving already?” He says to me…”Yep, I got some things I have to take care of.” I was so scared. He says to me…”just keep going like you are and you will do fine, you can let the trucks off at seven tonight.” So he left the field and I didn’t see him again.  He left me to chop all by myself. I now know why he did that for me. Not only did he want me to learn how to do it but he also trusted me. I strongly believe that my Father saw my potential. He knew I could do it, he trusted me! Trust is something that I will always want to have. I want God to trust me, my family and my friends.