How I said no to $5,000

Man: Hey! Would you like $5,000 ?
Me: No!


Just in the last couple of weeks God has reminding me of His vision for my life. One may call it “calling”. It was the topic at a business breakfast I attended and it was the theme in two books I read.
Some of the questions I was struggling with were: What is it that God wants me to do?
The thing I am doing now, is it life-giving? Do I like what I am doing? What else will do if I could do anything?
When I volunteered at Way FM, a Christian radio station, I had so much fun that I couldn’t stop thinking: this must be how it is to do something you really like.
That week at the radio station made me re-think my purpose and future. I love radio and media (I always have) and maybe God is trying to tell me something with the desires in my heart. So I looked into going back to school for a Masters in communications.
A little later, Way FM did a contest on the radio where you had to submit a picture of yourself in your future career. I asked God if He wanted me to go back to school and if so, if He could let me win first or second prize in that contest.
So now I had to take a picture of myself in my future career, and that is hard.
Right before the deadline, I submitted the photo and I had to wait a couple of weeks for the results.
I was cooking soup for Kairos and I got the phone call, “Congratulations! You have won second place in our contest and you won a $5,000 scholarship.” I knew I was supposed to be happy about this but I wasn’t. I didn’t want to go back to school.
After a meeting with my ministry leader, I realized that this is a season for us to commit.
We committed to YWAM for two years and I want to give them my very best. So I honored the commitment and I said, “No thank you,” to college.
I never wanted to go back to school but if that is what it takes to live out my calling then I am willing to do that. There is a certain beauty in asking God what He has for your life and then asking Him what it takes to get there. I believe that God puts desires in your heart and it is up to you to follow those.
Now, I am thankful for the $5,000. It confirmed my calling in media and one day I will go and reach the unreached with radio and media. With a degree or without. For now, I am learning how to get closer to God and listen.

Through uncharted waters I will carry Good News to the nations, knock on closed doors and reach the unreached through media communications.

Through uncharted waters I will carry Good News to the nations, knock on closed doors and reach the unreached through media communications.

Overheard (all the good things)


“A whole afternoon at home by myself!?”  -ME, JOY! (I said that! Just today!)


“My preacher is named Miss Hamburger and I don’t like her.”  -Ellie, always getting her teachers mixed up with her preachers, as well as getting her Miss Ambers mixed up with her hamburgers


“Hello, this is Amanda calling to let you know that you won a pampering session for yourself and a friend!”  -the girl from the fondue restaurant we went to on Mother’s Day

“God, thank you that our kids are sleeping so well nowadays.  It is truly amazing.” -Hj prayed that the other night!


“PAPA!!  PAPA!!”  -Adam, every single time he sees me, his mother


“I don’t like tacos.” -no Juan, ever


Be careful what you wish for

Yesterday I had this conversation with my husband (via text):

Me: just realized what’s missing from my day

Husband: Jesus?

Me: very close! a donut 

Adam believes in a balanced breakfast: a donut hole in each hand.

Adam believes in a balanced breakfast: a donut hole in each hand.

Later this same day, Hj went out for dinner with some guys while I entertained guests, tucked my kids in, then put my feet up and thought a little more about donuts.  Eventually I went to bed a little hungry, hoping that meant I’d wake up skinny.
Hj came home late with a giant bag in each hand.  Both bags were full of donuts, dozens and dozens of them.  It might be nice to say that this is how MUCH my husband loves me, or how LITTLE regard he has for my waistline.  But actually, he was given those two huge bags full of donuts!  He laughed when he showed me, and quoted me, who often quotes Chris Daughtry who might be quoting someone else when he sings, “Be careful what you wish for– you just might get it all.”

photo 2It reminded me of how life has been lately, but on the spiritual side.  A few months ago during community worship, we were directed to get in pairs and tell someone what we need prayer for.  I remember saying, “I’m really hungry for more of God.”  Something was missing from my day, so to speak.

If we’re going to keep this analogy for another minute, I’ve been swimming in a river of donuts since then.  It’s hard to put into words all the sacred, beautiful things that have come our way recently, but God is overwhelming us with His presence.  I keep thinking, “Fresh wind, fresh fire,” like that book title.  Except it’s reality; it’s Jesus right here, right now, so close every day, so obvious and so, so good.

We’re living the best paradoxon earth: overwhelmed and grateful for the heavy weight of the glory of His countenance, but seeking hard and pressing in to know Him more; never satisfied, yet fully filled.

    Not only those things, but I think that all things are worth nothing compared with the greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. Because of him, I have lost all those things, and now I know they are worthless trash. This allows me to have Christ and to belong to him. Now I am right with God, not because I followed the law, but because I believed in Christ. God uses my faith to make me right with him.  I want to know Christ and the power that raised him from the dead. I want to share in his sufferings and become like him in his death. Then I have hope that I myself will be raised from the dead.  Phil. 3:8-10

It hasn’t all been easy, hasn’t all been pretty.  But isn’t that how it is when new life comes forth?  We die, we travail, we groan, we suffer.  The fruit of knowing Christ, though is infinitely worth it!  Nothing compares, not even donuts.


I became an Uber driver. I thought I give it a try and I like it quite a bit. I drive once or twice a week starting at 8.00 PM till 3.00 A.M. Around 1.00 A.M the demand for Uber drivers goes up and so does the price. I drove two girls 30 minutes to the next city and made $100 just because the price was up 4.3 times as much as normal.
It makes a little bit of extra money and besides that, I want to join our supporters and support my family as much as I can outside my ministry.
I just started but I already feel I could write a book about my adventures.

*I picked up a girl from Pennsylvania and she needed to go to the Broadmoor Hotel: WEST entrance. I confidently drove right past it and got lost. I decided to drop her off at the main entrance and she could take a shuttle. While I was still driving her, I got a call from the next riders.  They were waiting for me at the WEST entrance of the Broadmoor Hotel. Very quietly I followed the shuttle, waited till my previous rider was out of sight and picked up the next riders. They happened to be part of a singing group called “Selah.” We talked a lot and at the end of the trip Todd handed me a wrinkly envelope  with $60. Praise God, what a tip!

*I picked up one of the top guys from Yahoo. I had to stop 3 times to let him open the door and vomit; he had eaten a candy bar with some “bad” ingredients.

*I picked up 2 girls fresh out of Mexico. They bought about everything Walmart had to offer them, including a brand new bike!

*I picked up 2 girls from the Olympic Centre. They are going to try out in swimming for the upcoming Olympics. The one girl was blind.

*I picked up a drunk guy once and he was showing me the way to go. We totally got lost and finally I said let me just follow the GPS. He stopped at a 7/11, got some money out and gave me a $5 tip.

* I picked up a couple and they told me they had just gotten married. They were dressed casually and I’m pretty sure I picked them up at a bar. I dropped them of right behind the “Gas and Grass” in a beautiful lodge. Happy birthday on your marriage!

* I picked up a group of young people, and one of the guys rolled down the window and started yelling at a girl in a sports car. He told me to keep up with her and continued yelling at the girl, trying to get her attention. After awhile, his friend who sat in the back commented: “Dude! You’re in a minivan!”