My First Post!

I want to apologize with you because of my grammar and all the mistakes I have made. But don’t concentrate on that but on what my heart wanted to share with you.

There is always a first time for everything. The first time we go to school, the first time you learn how to ride a bike (Oh! How that hurts), the first kiss (a wonderful moment), the first steps, the first job. Some of them are painful other brings to your life joy and happiness but all of them teaches you amazing things and are worthy to share.
I want to share with you the first time I went climbing with my dad. My brother and I were so excited... spending time with him was the most incredible thing to do. When he told us that every Saturday we would go to Mallasilla (I will try to describe it a little bit. Mallasilla is a place where you can climb colorful Rocky Mountains. When you get to the top a beautiful landscape lays before you. In spring time the mountains are covered with wild green plants. People say that it is like walking on the moon, by the way, I don't know how they know how it feels to walk on the moon, anyways that is not the point...), we went crazy. The first morning he woke us up at 5:00am and walked to the lower part of the mountain. My first impression was how on earth I am going to make it, my brother and I stood there and saw the gigantic peace of rock before us and were so discouraged to climb it but my dad said don’t worry we will make it I will take you to the top. We said how dad you have never done this before and he said I have been there already. I complained at the beginning because I fell many times and it seems I was never going to get to the top but at the same time we were having so much fun that falling became meaningless, he started to tell us many stories and we sang and rest and kept going. When we got to the top we started to dance (I love to dance by the way) and yelled as hard as we could because we made it and my dad said: “I told you I was going to take you to the top). Then we had some sodas and went down again and later he took us to eat Empanadas de queso (I have no idea how to say that in English). It was a precious moment!
One thing that caught my attention was that when we got home my dad had pretty bad wounds in one of his knees, when I asked what happened he said that a couple of times when me and my brother couldn’t climb he helped us he hurt himself and he said this thing: “I told you I was going to take you to the top not only by cheering you up but by doing whatever it takes to accomplish that”. For him this first time meant hurting himself too.

John 3:16 "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” This simple story brought to my mind MY AWESOM JESUS! And the first time I truly understood the meaning of His perfect and magnificent sacrifice and friendship. We are about to celebrate Christmas and for me remember what he has done since the first time and still doing in my life is essential.

I still think why God has giving me the chance to belong to his kingdom, why he has put his eyes on me and why wants a relationship with someone like me and Grace comes to my mind. My dad wanted to takes to the top not only because he wanted to be with us but also because he wanted for us to enjoy the top of the mountain even though he knew it was going to be painful but he also knew what was waiting for us at the end of it. So is Jesus (in a greater form), he loves me so much that he wants to spend time with me and he already made the ultimate sacrifice (by hurting himself) so we can enjoy eternal life.
Every Saturday was special for me because I got to know my dad and I was getting better and better at climbing. So the long in my heart is that every single day of my life my relationship with JESUS could grow to the point that pain or big rocky problems that I might face are not enough to give up.

Abba Father I love you and I am so thankful for what you have done because at the top of the mountain it will always be about you.

Thank you for reading me and Merry Christmas!