Did I mention... I'm marrying my Best Friend!!

On Friday September 25th my best friend asked me to be his wife!!!

What a dream come true!!!

Norman and I met at Calvary Costa Mesa's School of Worship in 2006. We became carpool buddies and became "best friends". In the spring of 2007 we decided to take a year to pray and seek what God would have for us and our relationship. I spent the summer in Hungary while Norman spent his in Paraguay.
God had given us a wonderful peace about perusing a relationship together and it was the beginning of a wonderful adventure!
The Lord has really blessed us through our dating relationship and we are so excited to see what else will come our way in the future... but as for now... it's wedding planning time!

The Proposal:
Friday September 25th, I woke up at 5am to use the restroom and had every intention to go straight back to bed, but that didn't happen. When I had opened the door after using the restroom, my dad was standing in the hallway (he scared the crud out of me) and handed me something while saying, "here, I was told to give this to you as soon as you woke up."
It was a puzzle piece. On one side it was a picture of the coffee shop Norman and I always go to (its actually the half way point between our houses) and on the other side it said,
"I'm pleased to inform you that you have the day off work.
Today is going to be a very special day.
Smile, the best is yet to come.
At exactly 10am you must be at your next destination.
Get excited and get dressed, you're going out for coffee.
Riddled in this puzzle piece are clues to the next spot.
I remember sitting here and drinking coffee together while we both did homework.
Not too far for you, not too far for me.
Dive into it, have fun, follow each clue to the end, and always remember: I love you!"















So yes, I had a scavenger hunt with puzzle pieces. One piece lead me to the next. Each place had a new puzzle piece with a picture on one side and something written on the other side. If you notice, I put in bold the first letter of each line in the letter that was written. He made an acronym for the actual place I was supposed to go. The coffee shop is called "It's A Grind" and you can see it spelled out with the acronym. (By the way, I am slow and never figured that out!) But all the pieces were like that... he's so clever!

So I started in Chino, went to the coffee shop in Diamond Bar, then went to his house in Anaheim, followed by finding a lady holding a red balloon at Disneyland, and FINALLY... I came to my last destination at Costa Mesa, where we had first met 3 years ago, and there I found Norman with the last piece to the puzzle. All the pieces fit together but before I had seen Norman, all the pieces fit yet the middle was missing and it was the shape of a heart...
and guess who had it?!?!
Norman!!!!
It was there in the big grassy lawn that Norman gave me the last piece that had a picture of us on one side and written on the back said,
"Adriana Alys Garcia,
WILL YOU MARRY ME?"
He attempted to get on a knee but I was too excited that I wouldn't stop hugging him! Eventually he was able to get on a knee and pulled out a rock of a diamond ring.

And I said, "YES!"
I am going to marry the man of my dreams, my best friend!


Now, 2 and a half months later, we are in the process of planning the big day! So much has happened and there is so much more to do!

The day:
October 2, 2010.
It seems so far away (295 days to be exact) but it is the perfect time!

The place:
The Brookside Equestrian Center
Oh how excited are we! This is our DREAM place! The Lord is good for blessing us! We shall be saying our vows under a huge tree, and have our reception on a huge and lushly green lawn in front of some stables and entirely surrounded by trees. It will be a fall evening wedding and we are seeing about having the place all lit by cafe lights and Chinese lanterns for when the sun goes down.

The dress:
My mom and I unexpectedly went to an Alfred Angelo bridal store one day, and she convinced me to just "look at dresses". Well "looking" turned into "trying on". And sure enough, the 2nd dress I tried on my mom and I fell in love with! Oh it is beautiful! But I didn't expect for it to be that easy or fast. I went in a week later with my dad and I tried on a lot more dresses but when it came to putting back on the one I fell in love with, there was no turning back! It was the one!! So my dress is ordered and it shall be arriving next month. What the heck am I going to with the dress just sitting in my room for 9 months??
I wish so badly to post up a picture of this beautiful thing, but I keep forgetting that it is supposed to be a secret! Shhh....

The details:
We've gotten so much done already! We have a caterer. We shall be having Cuban and Argentine food. (YUM!) We have the chairs, tables, linens, silverware, and plates all picked out as well. Now all the big things left are flowers, DJ, and photography. And of course, there are a thousand and a half details to still do, but that's the fun part!

The honeymoon:
Oh how excited are we (well, mostly I)... Lord willing, we shall be honeymooning in England and Scotland! WOO! I lived in England for 4 months and I am so anxious to show Norman the beautiful country and enjoy countless cups of tea together!

So, there it is, a much needed update and the story of the proposal! I do hope to continue blogging about the wedding planning process. I am really excited for this adventure with my wonderful Fiance!

'Till next time...

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!!

Do you ever have a mental "To Do" list that just keeps getting longer and longer as the days turn into weeks and the weeks turn into days? Well, on my "list" is to BLOG!! I miss it! A couple weeks ago Emily inspired me to pick it up again... so where do I start?!?!

So within in the last few months, my life has had some wonderful adventures,
one much bigger than the other, but still...

In November, my wonderful parents celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary. Congrats to them! For a celebration, the family spent a week in Cancun, Mexico. Talk about an AMAZING place! An "all-inclusive" resort is the way to vacation! Anyways, my dad surprised my mom by setting up a vowel renewal ceremony on the beach... is was so beautiful! Here are a couple pictures:

Congratulations to my lovely parents! I hope and pray for another 25 years for the both of them!

Riverside Festival Of Lights

On Saturday, November 28th, Norman, Emily, Johnny, and I went to the Riverside Festival of Lights in order to continue celebrating the kickoff of the Christmas Festivities!

Our Night consisted of these things:

Fuzzy pictures of Lights


Ice Skating


Kettle Corn and Roasted Sweet Pecans
(we ate it so fast, but there is evidence in this picture)


The Mission Inn Photo Session



Starbucks
Emily: Peppermint Mocha.
Johnny: 2 Horizon Organic Chocolate Milks over ice.
Norman: Vanilla Latte.
Me: Gingerbread Latte (aka "Christmas in a Cup").
Johnny grew out of my head......and then Emily ate Johnny's head...oh this is my new scarf! and my beautiful engagement ring (the one on the right)
Norman grew out of a cup...

and my Christmas wish:

I had a lovely night with my friends... it was a great kick-off for Christmas...

Sidewalk Chalk Art

For Father's Day, my mom and I took our dad to La Jolla to see an Art Festival. It was quite fun and exciting to see all the different tastes and styles of art people like and are able to create. But throughout the whole festival, by far, the best thing about it was the Sidewalk chalk art portion. It is absolutley remarkable what these people can do with some chalk! Sad to say, that it is gone in like 48 hours and you just hope a dog doesn't come by and pee on it before you're finished.

I thought I'd share some pictures of this amazing hobby...
Also,
Here's a cool like to some real 3D sidewalk chalk art from the professionals

The Fellowship Of The Unashamed

My lovely co-worker sent me a link to this site and I thought it was inspiring and motivational... Please enjoy...

The Fellowship of the Unashamed

by Dr. Bob Moorehead

I am part of the "Fellowship of the Unashamed."

The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line.

The decision has been made. I am a disciple of

Jesus Christ. I won't look back, let up, slow down,

back away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present

makes sense, and my future is secure.

I am finished and done with low living, sight walking,

small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams,

chintzy giving, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position,

promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I now live by

presence, lean by faith, love by patience,

lift by prayer, and labor by power. My pace

is set, my gait is fast, my goal is Heaven, my

road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions few,

my Guide reliable, my mission clear. I cannot be bought,

compromised, deterred, lured away, turned back,

diluted, or delayed.

I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the

presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy,

ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander

in the maze of mediocrity.

I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I must go until

Heaven returns, give until I drop, preach until all know,

and work until He comes. And when He comes to get

His own, He will have no problem recognizing me.

My colors will be clear.

I am not ashamed of the gospel . . . Romans 1:16

Words

Have you ever sang a song in church and a couple minutes later you realize you sang the entire song and never thought about it? Your mind was thinking about lunch, or the vocal tone of the person next to you, or perhaps things that you have to get done that day? I cannot even begin to count how many times I have sung song after song, set list after set list and finished it and thinking, "What song did I just sing?" I hate that feeling! I'm just unconsciously singing songs to God. I wouldn't blame Him if He wasn't even listening cause after all, I'm not really singing to Him, I'm not singing to anyone...

Last Sunday was Easter, and it was a lovely day. I was asked to join the choir and sing for 4 services Easter morning. For weeks we had practiced the same songs over and over again and tried to get them nailed down just right. Come Easter Sunday we were all ready and has memorized every word of every song. The first service was good, but kinda hard cause it was 6 in the morning and we were still waking up. Then the second service came and we were more awake and comfortable. Then the third service came and we were tired of singing the same songs. We were ready for Easter to be over and we still had to finish 3rd and 4th service.
When the 3rd service had started, after singing the first song and thinking about something that had nothing to do with Easter, there was something at the corner of my eye that had caught my attention. There, on the floor was a man standing with his back against the stage and moving his hands. I thought, "Oh how strange! What is this man doing?" It didn't take me too long to figure out that he was interpreting the songs to people in sign language. He was there for a deaf man and his deaf wife (or perhaps girlfriend, I don't know and it doesn't matter) and was interpreting the entire service for them - from worship, to announcements, to the message. I don't know what it is but there is something so fascinating about sign language to me. I used to know a lot of it but I have lost my knowledge of it over the years.

Anyways, as the worship service progressed I watched this young couple watch this man interpret every word that was sung. They watched him so intensely as to not miss a single word. Then it hit me... I realized that, unlike me just singing a song and not even paying attention to what I am singing, this couple saw and knew every single word that was in that song. They watched for it, they saw it, they interpreted it, and somehow in their hearts they turned it into their own worship to the Lord. Their disability made them have to see each word, not just unconsciously sing them and not know the words that are coming out of their mouth, but to actually know and pay attention to every word.

Wow! How convicted did I feel! Here I am, in front of thousands of people and I am singing songs that I don't really care what the words are saying at that moment cause I would rather think about homework, or plans I have, or eating something. Then there was this beautiful couple who care so much what every word is to a worship song that they cannot seem to stray their eyes off of the lyrics and onto something else. The singers didn't take away their attention. The guitars and the drums didn't distract them. The group of choir people didn't faze them. They were there to worship God and they were just focused on that alone. I felt so convicted. Not only am I a worship leader, but also I have been so blessed with the gift of hearing. I can hear and appreciate a beautiful melody behind deep and powerful lyrics that I can sing to my Savior. But I act as though its nothing. I forget Who I am singing to and Who gave me the gift to hear and vocalize my love towards.

As I felt the knife dig into my heart, our last song starting. This song has always caught my attention every time it is sung and I cannot help but stop and listen to the words every time I hear it. I asked myself, "Why can't I be like this with every song that I sing?" I don't know the answer to that. But as this song started and the first verse went into the chorus, I looked over at this couple down below and there were tears streaming down the man's face and he was following the hand motions the interpreter was doing. He was singing with his hands, the only way he knew how to sing, and He knew each and every word that was being sung and he knew how much they meant to him as he stood there crying. These words were all he had in order to have a time of "worship" with God. His heart was there to worship the Lord and he was focused on that.

I couldn't hold back tears as I watched the beauty of this man worshiping his God. How precious he must be to the Lord! How beautiful is his heart towards worship! I am brought to a place of humility because of this man. I am not the one who deserves a voice and to be able to hear, he is! But that is not what the Lord has done. That is not how He created me or this couple. Now, I praise God physically, spiritually, and mentally because He has given me the gift of hearing. I can hear and sing along with a worship team. I can listen to the music and let the Lord speak to me though instruments playing. I am so thankful for this man and his wife. I pray to have a heart of worship like them...

Here are the words to that song I spoke of. I encourage you to read them, they are wonderful words and I hope they encourage you somehow today...

Jesus Paid It All
Kristian Stanfill

I hear the Savior say,
“Thy strength indeed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in Me thine all in all.”

Jesus paid it all, all to Him I owe
Sin had left a crimson stain
He washed it white as snow

Lord, now indeed I find
Thy power in Thine alone
Can change the leper's spots
And melt the heart of stone

Now when before the throne
I stand in Him complete
"Jesus died my soul to save"
My lips shall still repeat

Jesus paid it all, all to Him I owe
Sin had left a crimson stain
He washed it white as snow

Oh praise the One who paid my debt
And raised this life up from the dead
Oh praise the One who paid my debt
And raised this life up from the dead

Good Question

This morning the Lord asked me...

"Have I ever failed to rise and set the sun?"

I replied...

"No! Not ever!"

His response was...

"Then why do you question My faithfulness to you?"

My response...

"Humm... Good question... I really don't know!"