For my Bday 2021...

 I got to see my momma, Claudia took me out to an awesome Mexican restaurant in Ct., and the kids made these amazing Bday cards!

From Vicky

From Christopher

To the sad soul ...

... who continually hacks my blog posts.. sigh... What can I say, ... 

I don't know if it's boredom, perversion or some deep rooted hatred but... 

I aint mad at ya.  I'm not impressed or entertained.  Nor do I really care.

Ya bore me really.   But you gotta look at yourself and ask yourself... "Why am I doing this"? ...

There really should be more important things to do and more to your life.

Life truly is tough, boring, hectic and sometimes, unfair... but we ALL have a calling.   I don't know you but I know for sure, this aint your calling.

Find your calling.

And find peace.

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We're back!!! In 2020!

Yep! Had to post a new one just to keep this blog alive.  And nothing gives life like children.... 

Here are recent pics of our rock stars, Christopher and Vicky.  :)   2020 has been special... But nothing we can't handle.  Praise God!  :)

Baby Becky is here!

Praise God.

Delivery went well but then hours later and right before the move to the recovery room, Claudia started bleeding heavily.  I know for myself, I could have lost my Claudia right then and there.  That's how easy these things happen.  But by the grace of God, Claudia and baby are now home and resting.  Baby Rebecca Marie Lopez was born at 3:24pm 10/11/18 and 8.11 lbs. 

Thanks to all who prayed for us on anticipation of our 3rd child coming into the world.   While all children are a humanly natural and supernatural work of God, Rebecca is indeed our miracle baby.
:)

Back to school 2018

Vicky on the first day of school.

Baby Becky

Baby Becky is on her way and doing well.  The scare of possibly being a C-Section is cleared, praise God.   She looks like another cheeky girl.  Doctor told Claudia she might be induced a few days earlier than expected as an extra precaution.  

While I lost my dad to death on the early morning of August 1, 2018, we're expecting the life of Rebecca in approx. 2 months.   God gives life and takes it away.  All glory to God.  God will be glorified in life and in death, and in all creation will His wonder be magnified and praised by men.   Amen.

The Resurrection Body  (1 Corinthians 15)

But someone will ask, “How are the dead raised? With what kind of body do they come?” You foolish person! What you sow does not come to life unless it dies. And what you sow is not the body that is to be, but a bare kernel, perhaps of wheat or of some other grain. But God gives it a body as he has chosen, and to each kind of seed its own body. For not all flesh is the same, but there is one kind for humans, another for animals, another for birds, and another for fish. There are heavenly bodies and earthly bodies, but the glory of the heavenly is of one kind, and the glory of the earthly is of another. There is one glory of the sun, and another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars; for star differs from star in glory.

So is it with the resurrection of the dead. What is sown is perishable; what is raised is imperishable. It is sown in dishonor; it is raised in glory. It is sown in weakness; it is raised in power. It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body. If there is a natural body, there is also a spiritual body. Thus it is written, “The first man Adam became a living being”; the last Adam became a life-giving spirit. But it is not the spiritual that is first but the natural, and then the spiritual. The first man was from the earth, a man of dust; the second man is from heaven. As was the man of dust, so also are those who are of the dust, and as is the man of heaven, so also are those who are of heaven. Just as we have borne the image of the man of dust, we shall also bear the image of the man of heaven."

Baby, Vicky:

I found this blog in my drafts.  Ironically, it was dedicated to Vicky but now it can also be dedicated to Becky due October 2018... By God's grace.  :)

It's traumatically sad that unfortunately, baby Becky won't get to meet either of her grandpas: Grandpa Jorge and Grandpa Lopez.  


Baby Vicky:  God willing, what will she be like?  God already knows her.  God already knows who she's going to impact in her life.  He knows what kind of student she'll be, He knows what kind of mother she'll be.  He has recorded her joys and her tears, her milestones and her mistakes, etc.  He knows who she'll come in contact with and what her laugh will be like.  
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Psalm 139
Lord, you have searched me
and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
you know it completely, O Lord.
You hem me in—behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths,a you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
When I awake,
I am still with you.
If only you would slay the wicked, O God!
Away from me, you bloodthirsty men!
They speak of you with evil intent;
your adversaries misuse your name.
Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord,
and abhor those who rise up against you?
I have nothing but hatred for them;
I count them my enemies.
Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.

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