The greatest story ever told, that's hardly ever told...

 A really powerful message....I really suggest everyone watch this. Its about “the greatest story ever told that’s hardly ever told.” This rapper named Propaganda apart of Dare2Share ministries gives a  deep analysis of the Gospel. I hope you enjoy reading his lyrics and his full story of life crushed into 4 minutes.


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It’s the full story of life crushed into 4 minutes. The entirety of humanity in the palm of your hand crushed into one sentence. Listen its intense right. God. Our. Sins. Paying. Everyone. Life. The greatest story ever told that’s hardly ever told. God. Yes. God. The maker and giver of life. And by life I mean any and all manner and substance. Seen and unseen. What can and can be touched. Thoughts, image, emotions, love, atoms and oceans. God.  All of it his handy work. One of which is masterpiece. Made so uniquely that angels looked curiously. The one thing in creation that was made with his imagery. The concept so cold. It’s the reason I stay bold, how God breathed in the man  and he became a living soul.  Formed with the intent of being infinitely intimately fond. Creator and creation held in eternal bold. And it was placed in perfect paradise til something went wrong.  A species got deceived and started lusting for his job. An odd list of complaints as if the system ain’t working and used that same breath he graciously gave us to curse him. And that sin seed spread though our soul’s genome. And by nature of your nature, your species, you participated in the mutiny. Our. Yes. Our sins. Its nature inherited, lack in the human heart, it was over before it started. Deceived from day one and lead away by our own lusts. There’s not a religion in the word that doesn’t agree that something’s wrong with us. The question is what is it? And how do we fix it? Are we eternally  separated from a God that may or not have existed? But that’s another subject. Let’s keep grinding. Besides trying to prove God is like defending a lion homie, it don’t need your help, just unlock the cage. Let’s move on how our debt can be paid.  Short and sweet. The problem is Sin. Yes. Sin. It’s a cancer. An asthma. Choking out our life force. Forcing separation from a perfect and holy God and the only way to get back is to get back to perfection but silly us, trying to pass the course of life without referring to a syllabus. This is us. Heap up your good deeds. Chant, pray, meditate but all of that of course is spreading colon on a corpse.  Or you could choose to ignore it as if something don’t stink.  It’s like stepping it dog poop and refusing to wipe your shoe and all of that ends with how good is good enough. Take your silly list of good deeds and line them up against perfection, good luck. That’s life past your pay grade. The cost of your soul you ain’t gotta big enough piggy bank. But you can give it a shot. But I suggest you throw away the list cause even your good acts are an extension of your selfishness. But here’s where it gets interesting. I hope your closely listening. Please don’t get it twisted. It’s what makes our faith unique. Here’s what God says is Part A of the gospel. You can’t fix yourself. Quit trying it’s impossible.  Sin brings death. Give God his breath back. You owe him. Eternally separated and the only way to fix it is someone die in your place and that someone gotta be perfect. Or the payment ain’t permanent. So if and when you find the perfect person, get him or her to willing trade their perfection for your sin and death in. Clearly since the only one that can meet God’s criteria is God. God sent himself as Jesus to pay the cost for us. His righteousness, his death, functions as payment. Yes. Payment. Wrote a check with his life but at the resurrection we all cheered cause that means the check cleared. Pierced feet, pierced hands, blood stained son of man. Fullness forgiveness free passage into the promise land, that same breath God breathed into us God gave it up to redeem us. And anyone and everyone. And by everyone I mean everyone who puts their faith in trust in him and him alone can stand in full confidence of God’s forgiveness. And here’s what the promise is, that you are guaranteed full access to return the perfect unity. By simply believing in Christ in Christ alone. You are receiving life. Yes. Life. This is the Gospel. God. Our. Sins. Paying. Everyone. Life.

12 weeks married.
8 weeks pregnant.

So in case you were wondering...that means, we got married because we LOVE each other,
not because of a baby.

I have 2 beautiful daughters, an outstanding husband and a super good God.

and soon...maybe a son? (:

Between the morning sickness and fatigue, I always find time to thank God for my family and the beautiful blessings He's given me.

SOOOOO EXCITED! (: We're having a baby!

Love Letters

Dear Kim and Adrianna, you two beautiful girls have my heart. Dear weather, please tell me spring is right around the corner! Dear Spring Break, You've done nothing for me. Dear Mr. Romero, I continue to honor and adore you, thank  you for loving me so. Dear Lindsey, FRIDAY! (: Dear sisters, near or far I love you...but stay near rather than far, ok? Dear Jesus, Thank you for everything, seriously...Dear Tabitha, you are probably all braced up right about now, can't wait to see it!

I cannot be more thankful for the friends and family I have been given. My immediate family, blood relatives and the lovely family I have married into.

Can't help but be thankful for it all. God is good.

Hold your loved ones near, your friends dear because you never know when God might decide to call them home. So many people long to have someone love them, some long to have a child, and others...they just long to have a mother or father that truly care and appreciate them. Don't take your parents, children, spouses or friends for granted. Love them while you can, seriously.

No Complaints Today!!

Mrs. Romero

Love Letters Galore!

Dear God, Thank you for my life, the wonderful people you have blessed me with. I can't really say thank you enough for not only what you HAVE done, but what I would have wanted and you didn't let me have. You ways are greater than mine. Dear Husband, You are patient, kind and loving...even when I'm not my best. You make me want to love you better, in all ways. I can't thank the Lord enough for you and your dedication to leading our family! You truly are amazing, and I'm blessed to be your wife. Dear children, You two little princesses, while every adventure in life isn't always smooth I'm glad and praise God that I get to raise you! Dear mother, I pray for you and I know that everything will be okay, I'm afraid of what may happen at times, apprehensive at the thought of losing you but still, I pray faithfully. Dear Steve, mentoring couples is your thing and I'm so glad that God gave you this ability! You have truly been a blessing to not only my marriage but I'm sure many others, thank you for allowing God to work through you daily. Dear winter, March is a few weeks away....which means spring...so let's hurry it up can we? Dear Tabitha, you truly are lovely, and beautiful and you have your wits about you! You bless my life with your ability to sympathize with me (cause we're so much alike) and also kinda say, "nope" when you think I'm being irrational, I love your sense of humor, your wit and sarcastic tones and I'm glad God placed you in my life all those years ago! Dear Gideon, we're waiting for your big appearance...anytime now?

It's been awhile so I had a ton of love letters to write!

stay blessed sweet princes and princesses!

Crystal Romero

when I am weak, He is strong...

In our culture, being weak is not something to be proud of.
                            It's in our pride, strength and our own wisdom that we find comfort.
but I am WEAK.

I'm imperfect, prone to make mistakes and defiant by nature...
but in Christ, I can do anything, and I don't limit that to some things, but ANYTHING.

Nothing I have done or can do is granting me the love and salvation I've been given.
but He gave it and in His perfect strength I am made strong. If left to my own devices, without having ever met God or His zealous love for me, I would pour destruction upon my life as have the people who came before me.

I struggle with:
-Covetousness
-Lying
-Gossiping
-Boasting
-Pride
-Stubbornness
-Controlling my Life
-Righteousness
-Hate
-Bitterness
-Idolatry
and the list just goes on...
but how many of these things are part of our everyday culture?
How many of these things are we manually fed just about daily?

We buy magazines to see other gossip about celebrities...

Brag and boast about our accomplishments and the things we've done apart from God.

We learn lying is okay as long as noone knows or it's a "little white lie" right?

Righteousness is given to us because we're not "as bad as he/she is" or cause we've finally reached some stupid pinnacle in our head that redeems us from sitting in the same crowd as "those people"

We have to swim against the current and not get too comfortable because I'm not sure about you but I'm not home yet, this isn't where I'm spending eternity...this is not my idea of heaven.

I may not know everything, and for all I know, I may not know anything....
but I know that apart from Christ, everything I know.
is nothing.

I can have knowledge but not wisdom
money but not happiness
clothes but not comfort
laughter but not real joy
food but no satisfaction
a bed but not sleep...

I can gather up all of the things this world can offer me and still struggle internally because everything within me cries out for you. You made me for a purpose and I don't know that I think it's to live, procreate and die. I think it's for more, much much more.

and I hope it brings you glory.

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 Dear Tuesday, thanks for faring well thus far I'm optimistic about the evening portion of your offerings! Dear Kim, you cannot wear hats to school! Dear Husband, You are everything I could have asked for and I gladly and carefully pray for you every chance I get and I appreciate every single thing you do for our family! Dear hair, let's work together okay? Dear Django, I'll be seeing you soon. Dear Jenette, I promise things are going to get better...

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Let that bake your noodle!

(:

Mrs. Romero

Actions Speak Louder Than Words...

These are my daughters, my princesses.
When you have children, it's your job to love, protect, cherish and care for them.
That's just a mother's duty.
Everything that I do has an effect on them in some way, negatively or positively I am showing them how to be, who to be and how to react to conflict.
My life has become a lesson plan in a sense, it becomes a way for me to convey how to be a woman to them without having to utter a word.

Would I stand up for them? Yes.
Defend them? Yes.

Do I think that by acting like a child in front of them, I am leading an example that I would be proud of? No.

Why is it that some people think that you can yell, scream, and throw fits in front of your children and it has zero effect on them?
 Do you think this makes you a bigger person? A stronger person?
Wiser?

Not at all.

It takes a strong woman to stand silently and politely walk away from something especially while her children are present. This teaches two lessons:

1. I am a lady and I will act as one, even if you are not.
2. My time is valuable and I will not throw it away, especially not for something as frivolous as mindless bantering and arguments.

Is that something I am proud of? yes...

I had a situation the other day when a particular individual decided to get a bit bent out of shape because they were CERTAIN I was saying something about them...and this person got loud and disrespectful and I walked away...she kept going and eventually got to where she called me a name.
While I would have loved to have said one back, I said, "thank you, goodbye" and left the matter at rest.

I asked my daughter what she witnessed and she said she heard the other person call me a bad name. I said, "Did mommy say any of those words back even though she said them to me?" and her response was "no, because we don't say bad things to people." 

My 4 year old learned this lesson and I got to teach it by example.

Not only do I feel like an excellent mother but I feel like the bigger person. Sure, stooping down to someones level might feel like the primal instinct, it might feel like what we just HAVE to do...but in the end it's not worth it, especially not with people like that.

I'm glad God gave me the sense to know how to love and respect my children's time and attention and I pray He allows me to cultivate and instill those same values unto them. In the grand scheme of things, the loudest people are the littlest ones and probably the loneliest ones..

People will be who they are, there is nothing you can do about that...but life is too short to worry about the ones that really don't matter.

I have an amazing God, a wonderful husband and two beautiful children and they are my focus.


Mrs. Romero