The Problem With Being Sincere In Our Error

Sincerity of belief does not justify the belief. This is why we must seek truth, which is something objective and absolute, not subjective.

“A drunkard reaches a point at which (for the moment) he actually believed that another glass will do him no harm. The beliefs are sincere in the sense that they do occur as psychological events in a man’s mind. […] But errors which are sincere in that sense are not innocent.” The Great Divorce, C.S. Lewis, 38

Sometimes, we try to justify our acts or beliefs with our sincerity. But if they aren’t in line with God Himself and His character, our sincerity is worth nothing.

Two Kinds of People

“There are only two kinds of people in the end: those who say to God, “Thy will be done,” and those to whom God says, in the end, “Thy will be done.” […] No soul that seriously and constantly desires joy will ever miss it. Those who seek find. To those who knock it is opened.” The Great Divorce, by C.S. Lewis, pg. 75


By: Gabriela Yareliz

Imagine if we could see the repercussions of a word, act or omission; how things play out in the future. If we could see that perhaps a snarky comment or selfish act later leads to us hurting the ones we love and our own destruction, what would we do differently?

What if?

What if we could relive a day, over and over again, until we got it right.

What if?

In life, there are no such chances. We live a day once, and it’s up to us to live it well.

I have been dwelling a lot, on this thought of living every moment in the presence of God; aware of His goodness and of the gifts He has entrusted us with (people around us). If we live with an eternal perspective, we might actually get better at realizing the effects of how we treat one another and ourselves, and some things may be reconsidered. We would probably make less mistakes. We would probably cherish and value the things we often neglect until we have lost them. And these are the most important things.

We don’t get to relive a day, twice. But let us cherish the present and for those of us who get the gift of tomorrow, let’s love better. Let’s honor better. Let’s worship better, basking in the gratitude we feel and in His goodness.

Every day is a gift.

“God’s grace is based on His nature, not your behavior,” Jefferson Bethke said once.

Every breath, every day– is a gift of grace. And it’s with these thoughts that I want to start the week.

As long as my breath is in me, the spirit of God is in my nostrils.” (Job 27:3)

This Place

By: Gabriela Yareliz

This place has never been a place where I pose in daily outfits or sponsor brands. It’s not filled with photos of me posing with a bag dangling from my forearm, while looking impeccable.

It’s not a place where I test different shades of makeup or tell you how to eat. I don’t upload my daily meals or purchases (“hauls”). I don’t take photos of my hand holding something or take photos of my legs in bed with a perfectly made up breakfast tray beside me.
This isn’t a critique of those who do that sort of thing, I just want to be clear– this is not one of those places.

I have never wanted to be known for what I wear, my combinations, my eyeliner or what I eat. I am not a fashionista, or a foodie, or a makeup artist, or a film junkie.

This place has no theme or category, for I am too wild for that.

All I have ever wanted was to share my heart. Not only is it enough, but to me, it’s everything.

Here, I think; I write; I grow; I change; I solidify.

Thank you to all of you who continue to read, exchange ideas and think.

This goes out to the seekers of truth, the philosophers, the pursuers of joy, the curious, and the children of God.

I don’t necessarily want to be seen. I think that is why I love writing so much. I don’t want to be seen; I want to be heard. And I want to thank you for listening.

Sabbath Glee: March 4, 2017

“I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.”
J.B. Priestley

By: Gabriela Yareliz

After two weeks where it felt like someone played tug-of-war with me and my head was pounding, I am here. Still. There is sunshine streaming through the window; birds chirping loudly (probably in the agony of being in frigid temperatures); and then, the birds stop, and there is quiet.

Sometimes, doesn’t it seem like life is going so fast it’s all a blur? You just want life to pause for a minute. This morning, I pressed pause. No crazy commuting with the masses and three hundred trains; no strict time agendas to meet that induce a stiff-tense neck situation. Just stillness. The stillness in the bright sun slowly brings me back to some level of humanity.

We need these moments, when we sit in stillness letting the sun and window shades cast their shadows on us; moments when the light warms us and illuminates all that we have been to busy to notice.

Life Is Beautiful

By: Gabriela Yareliz

The film Life is Beautiful by Roberto Benigni is a film about a father’s love to mask the horrors of the Holocaust into a sort of game for his son, where the winner will take home a military tank. One sees the father do all sorts of things to bring comedy and light into their dark circumstances.

The movie was inspired by Benigni’s father, Luigi Benigni.

People Magazine reported in the 1999 piece, “Gift of Love – Vol. 51 No. 9“:

“The idea for Life Is Beautiful came from Benigni’s own father. Luigi Benigni, (…), was imprisoned in Bergen-Belsen concentration camp for two years after the German-Italian alliance collapsed; when he was liberated in 1945, he weighed only 90 pounds. Recounting his tale, he always sprinkled it with humor. ‘It was the way he was able to stand it,’ says Benigni. ‘He was able to tell the story, to unite the tragedy and the drama, with a laugh.'”

“Amidst poverty and hardships, the senior Benigni taught his children to see the bright side of every situation. Once, for nearly three weeks, the entire family had to sleep in a friend’s stable separated from a horse by only a plank of wood. Young Roberto saw it as an adventure—and does so to this day. ‘There was this face of a horse that we would see in the night looking at us from up high,’ he says. ‘It was beautiful—a bit like Jesus in the stall. It was fantastic sleeping there.'”

Benigni grew up sharing a bed with his siblings and his mother, and yet he retells so much of his childhood with fondness and wonder.

What makes the film so powerful is this notion that love is such a powerful gift that it saves us. This is a Christian philosophy to its core. Love literally saved us.

We often admire ideals and things in film but hold them in a category of fantasy. It’s impressive when a story that captures our hearts on film is based on reality.

I find powerful, this idea of having so much joy and humor in one’s heart, even after life’s very real hardships.

Benigni, who almost became a Catholic priest, is a believer and example of showing how to live a life of joy. He not only has lived a life of joy and imagination, but he has shared it with the world.

His legacy is an extension of his father’s legacy. It’s one that tells us that amidst tragedy, horror and want, we can experience full joy and move on to brighter days. It’s a reminder that life really is beautiful, and it’s up to us to see that, day-by-day, no matter what the circumstance.