Listen to that Voice

Democracy is a fine form of government. It ensures freedom to the people and reinforces accountability on government officials and their decisions. The voice of many is the voice that guides the decisions and direction of a country for the benefit of the people. The freedom of the people depends on it. Not so with the human heart.
Clearly, I am not referring to the biological or physical organ, but the essence of what being human is and the organ that guides the decisions in life. We live in a society where people live as if their lives were a democratic country. People listen to the voice of many to be, to become, to behave as someone or something dictated by others. People listen to the voice of fear, imposed to them by previous generations. The voice that speaks about the dangers of change and the risks associated with changing the status quo. The voice that did nothing to break the cycle of mediocrity and expect others to renounce success so no one feels less for being good at something. This voice asks be followed to nowhere. This voice fears everything. This voice fears death so deeply that it doesn’t live at all.
People listen to the voice that offers freedom through worry, anxiety, having, keeping, achieving, and climbing up to nothing as the chains of emptiness become heavier. People listen to the voice that offers connectedness through objects and virtual relationships and the illusion of relationships. That same voice that ignores those sitting around at arm length. This is the voice that claims acceptance and validation through the number of likes and followers. That same voice offers love, intimacy, security, safety, and other things it can’t give.
What voice are you listening to? Are you letting that voice vote and decide who you are? Are you letting that voice of many tell you what to do or how to live? Listening to that voice is letting our lives be controlled by others. Listening to the voice of many is giving away our freedom. There is no democracy in a heart where God is King. His voice brings freedom. His voice informs our path. In His kingdom you are a son and a daughter. That voice of many must be silenced. Live! Be free! Listen to the voice of the King!


Natural sciences, art, social sciences, and humanities are now trying to revisit this holistic vision, especially when it comes to health, well being, and quality of life. These are all interesting and abstract concepts that may mean different things for each individual based on their experiences, beliefs, understanding, hopes, goals, and life circumstances. That is what makes it so vast and interesting, since we all can agree that each person will develop a unique perspective of life because each one of us is unique and different. However, this same unique and different experience was somehow designed for us to live in community and relationships allowing us to make sense of life, and to grow, to have empathy and compassion, and to show love for one another.
August 1, 1998 seems like yesterday. I was woken up abruptly by my father-in-law to get the final details ready for the reception and to get ready for the wedding. On this day, a two and a half-year wait to be finally married to the woman of my dreams was coming to an end. All this time we waited to be deeply intimate and start a new life as husband and wife. Yes, we waited! We followed the original order: we became friends, we fell in love, we dated without having sex, we married, we began a life together, we had kids and we are raising two beautiful, smart, and talented teenagers who love God and people, and we are still together. It just gets better.
When it comes to money, be wise. Never argue about money. It belongs to both of you, as everything else should. Stay out of debt (we learned the hard way). If you have issues in how to use money, seek help and again, be wise. There is no need to waste money on vanity. If you can’t look good in a $3 t-shirt, you are not as cute as you think you are, and no money will change that. Organize your priorities and if you are not giving, do so. The math of heaven is better than ours and God won’t mind the challenge on that. Be generous with your time and your resources.
Back in November 2014 I wrote
I’ve seen people freaking out if they come into physical contact with another human. Their brokenness is so noticeable. Many don’t trust any kind of touch because of bad experiences that brought an unhealed wound to their lives. It is not until a genuine touch of love comes into their lives that their walls begin to fall. A kind, pure, and empathetic hug can do a lot for a person. A handshake can change a person’s perspective about themselves. Nevertheless, as I mentioned many times before, sculpting can bring down some of those walls too.
I’ve had experience a different kind of touch and connectedness through listening and having empathy for others. I experienced touch and connectedness, without knowing the person, through their art and creative expression, through their words, through their passions and life interests, and sometimes through their eyes. I had to recognize all the walls I built to isolate from people in order to recognize my own hurt, and my own freedom. Things are very different when your heart and intentions are pure, and your spirit is connected to your body, as your mind is alert of your surroundings and your inner workings, and as your emotions are directed by love and God’s Spirit.
If you are the one who needs that touch and connectedness, give yourself a chance to open up… Hey! Baby steps! Hug a teddy bear, go outside and touch the flowers and the plants – get a picture of poison ivy and know how to identify it because you don’t want to touch those. Grab a book and let the words touch you. Watch a movie that makes you cry, and don’t apologize for crying. Laugh out loud! Get a piece of clay, dance, run to nowhere for no reason whatsoever (like Forest Gump), extend your arms and feel the wind… live! Moreover, allow God shower you with His grace. Let Him touch you and connect you back to Him and yourself.
Lately, Lola started venturing beyond the permitted area of the backyard towards the street. Seriously?! We have a pretty big backyard followed by almost an acre of land towards the back of the house where she can play safely and freely. However, Lola wanted to run towards the street, and several times put herself in danger of being hit by a car. In her last attempt to run towards the street a car avoided her just in time as she ran towards the street as if in a race. We had to put her back on a leash until we got a fence in place. Now she can run freely and safely again in the backyard with minimal supervision.