Onward and Upward

 

    There comes a time when you put up and shut up. Where you stop the excuses and the doubting, and you just move forward. Everyone has those moments. To some it happens sooner, others later. For me? Right now is that moment.
    

    These past couple years have been filled with many treacherous lows and numerous incredible highs, yet without fail I found myself in the same place time and time again: hating myself, stressing over the next problem and doubting God's provision. I can just imagine Him looking from above gently shaking his head as he chuckled over my lack of faith.
   

    Honestly, right now I'm in a weird, semi-transitional season of my life. Kind of just floating by, making a living for myself while still holding onto the dream of furthering my education. As you can imagine, my life can (and does) change constantly, and with that change comes a lot of different issues. This has led to me finding new and creative ways to stress over every new challenge instead of embracing the new lessons I am surely going to be taught through these unique, testy circumstances.

   
   No more though.
   

    It's time for me to stop worrying and start cherishing these teachable moments. God placed them in front of me for a reason and I need to understand that. He is a wonderful, prepared orchestrator, and I have the opportunity to be used by Him for the sole purpose of bringing Him glory. I pray that I never forget that. It is the purpose of living, and the essence of why we are here.
   

    Now I realize this is easier said than done, and I'm notorious for giving up quickly. However, when I die all that I will have with me are the possessions that I will lay at Jesus feet. Whatever survives the fire is what He will receive. If that doesn't get me excited to make Him known, then I don't know what would!

Song that kinda fits:
Exile Dial Tone

Sito...

So at some point during the night it hit me.

"I should write something on my blog."

Now mind you I haven't written on here since 2010-2011, and even then that was just to put up some of my spoken word poetry out on the interwebs. Regardless, here I am. About to change the world with my views!...

Sorry, back to reality.

 (obligatory: oh there goes gravity!)

ANYWAYS. You may be thinking, "Wait, why is the blog now called 'Sito'?"

Great question. It's a long story.  In Spanish culture, the -ito ending refers to something "little." Now that doesn't necessarily refer to stature. It is often used as a sign of affection like how in English a diminutive mother calls her 6-foot tall son "her little boy."  So as you can imagine this nickname came about when I was a wee little lad. My dad's name is Noel as well (Which means, technically, I am NOT the First Noel. Sad day, I know.) so it was just natural to call me Noelsito. With that being said, when my little brother was first getting a grasp on saying actual words my parents tried very hard to get him to pronounce my name, however Jeremy decided just calling me Sito would make more sense, and the name stuck ever since.

And yes. I know. I should have been called Noelito, but we are Garcia's. Rebels to the core. Proper grammar is just another way THE MAN is trying to hold us back. Plus, Noelsito just sounds better.

So that is why I chose the name of the blog. Every single one of you reading this blog will see a personal side of me that I previously only cared to show people that I deemed close enough. For the most part I view those people as family, and only family gets to call me Sito!

I'll do my best to update this regularly. That timeframe is wicked vague, yes, but it is what it is. Here's to hoping for a good run.

Song that kinda fits this post:

We Are Family