God is Exalted: My Blogging Experience So Far!

When I started this blog back in July 2012, unlike most bloggers and writers I know, I honestly didn’t have a goal in mind that I wanted to achieve with it; for instance, reaching a specific type of demography, audience, how many people per month/year, or what type of posts to focus on, not to mention that English is not my 1st or 2nd language, can’t you tell ;).

Back then, I didn’t know how to work on a website, leave alone writing a blog that people would be interested in visiting and reading. I didn’t really have an exciting adventure to share with the world. I didn’t just move to a new country or enter a new era such as motherhood, a new career or discover a hidden talent. I was not a blossoming writer who was embarking on this journey with skills to enlighten people’s ears, hearts and minds.

Thankfully none of my friends asked me what I wanted to achieve through this blog. I honestly wouldn’t have had an answer to that. I mean, who else starts something without short/long term goals in mind? Anyway, now you know who I am, a blogger without blogging goals. Well, may be not so fast. There is one important thing that I haven’t noted here yet, it can may be help you judge then?

Part 1: Most visitors on this blog are located in United States, then Rwanda, India and so on.

Part 1: Most visitors on this blog are located in United States, then Rwanda, India and so on.

As a genocide against the Tutsi survivor and orphan by definition, God Has done so much in my life that I was feeling selfish to keep it to myself. If I started writing one by one, it will not be just one book, but multiple. Because God is great in me, that’s why I started this blog. If you look close, I have no talents! The credit goes to GOD.

I hope that this is convincing enough to you; I am very grateful for your time reading this. Oh by the way, although I must say that I have been learning a lot about blogging since 2012, I am still a work in progress. My full time job? I am an engineer, hopefully that explains it, or may be not.

What the above stats mean, it’s not about numbers; absolutely not. It’s a prayer to each and everyone who reads this blog that they will learn and/or be encouraged by the God who changed my life for good. I am so thankful to all my readers in the listed and unlisted countries.

Part 2: Continuation from Part 1

Part 2: Continuation from Part 1

My prayer today is that God who has been amazing to me in Rwanda, United States and other places, that He will build his kingdom wherever you are as you read this, win all the nations back to him and that his name will be lifted high.

Am I allowed to have favorites since I am the one who wrote these articles? May be! I love every post I have shared but here are the top 10 among my readers (statistics) and myself. Click on any of these below to read details and you will understand the reason I blog:

  1. In A Garden of Fame Where Their Treasured Memories Grow Fonder
  2. “To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power.” — Maya Angelou
  3. Inconceivable Heroism Amid Horror
  4. Rising From Ashes: Beyond Broken Memories!
  5. Is it Always Possible to Forgive? This is how I understand it!
  6. Hope
  7. God is not “Fair”, He is JUST!
  8. The Truth Behind My Smile
  9. It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.” ~ Mother Teresa
  10. My Soul Magnifies the Lord: Now & Always!

God bless you,

Alphonsine

Very Honored. Thank you!

I am very very touched and thankful to The Roofs of Kathmandu, for nominating me for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award.  I’m not good at writing or blogging by any means; therefore, I am especially grateful that my posts would be recognized as inspiring!

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As per the rules of this award, I have to share 7 things about myself. So here it goes:

1. I am a female engineer and absolutely love the reset button that can reset devices to factory default on network devices. I sometime wish there was an easy quick reset button in the human body system 😀

2. I have no clue what to say to strangers I just met. I would rather sit quietly and make people around me wonder if I speak/understand English.

3. While most women I know enjoy a shopping spree, this one is not my hobby.

4. Some people think that I am funny but I am not sure where they get that from. On one occasion, I shared a soccer game joke to an audience of about 50 people and only 5 got it!

5. I don’t understand sarcasm at all and most of the time I don’t get jokes around here. Perhaps I need more time?

6. I have no talent whatsoever, nothing comes easily to me. In case you are wondering, I’m not good at writing either. I make things up as I go!

7. I absolutely can’t stand pages and pages of instructions. It’s definitely one of my pet peeves. I would rather dive into the process and skim through a few pages when I get stuck! Or eventually end up reading the whole thing because my few pages don’t add up :(. Why doesn’t every topic have only one page of instructions anyway???

The next thing that I’m asked to do to successfully accept this award, is to nominate 15 other amazing bloggers. However, I haven’t had a chance to find many bloggers to follow. So here is my list:

1. The Roofs of Kathmandu

2. 26 Letters – Countless Stories

3. Relationship Over Religion

4. 500 dresses

5. Your World View Defines You

6. Assertive Servants 

To participate, you must

1. Thank and link to the amazing person who nominated you.
2. List the rules and display the award.
3. Share seven things about yourself.
4. Nominate 15 other amazing blogs and comment on their posts to let them know they have been nominated.
5. If you like, proudly display the award logo on your blog and follow the blogger who nominated you.

If you’d rather not participate, that’s OK too. Just know you’re appreciated.

A Poem: I’m Not Asking!

“Remove far from me falsehood and lying; give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the food that is needful for me, lest I be full and deny you and say, “Who is the Lord?” or lest I be poor and steal and profane the name of my God.” Proverbs 30: 8-9

 

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GOD, I am not asking for silver or gold;

Lest I become wealthy and forget your statutes and precepts.

Give me enough to share with those in need!

I am not asking for a supernatural intelligence;

I may be led to believe that I am above everyone;

I’m desperate for your wisdom to discern between right and wrong.

LORD, I am not asking to become a celebrity;

I may think that it’s my fame that works things.

Let the whole world know what You have done in me.

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Dear GOD, I don’t want to be perfect;

I may boast.

I am craving for your humility, patience and guidance.

GOD, I am not asking that things go my way;

I may think that I am leading.

May your will be done every day.

Father GOD, I am not asking you to raise me above the world;

I may think that I rule.

Capture my heart and dwell in it richly!

“No one has the power to shatter your dreams, unless you give it to them.” ~ M. Greyson

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As a little girl, I was my dad’s princess. In my eyes, he was the strongest man alive. His unwavering belief in me made me feel safe, confident, and capable of becoming anything I dreamed.

In third grade, my teacher unexpectedly asked me to lead the class for three days while she was away. Without hesitation, I agreed. I had always grasped my schoolwork easily and enjoyed helping my classmates, so stepping into that role felt natural—even exciting.

Word eventually reached my dad that his daughter had become the “teacher” that week. His response was simple but powerful: “If she has something to offer others, I don’t see why she shouldn’t do it.”

He never doubted me. His pride was always evident, even in the smallest moments. Because of him, I learned to believe in myself and to dream big. His encouragement shaped the woman I would become.

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After losing my parents in the Rwandan Genocide against the Tutsi, my entire world shifted. Overnight, I went from being a cherished daughter to feeling invisible and unwanted. I was no longer seen as a bright young girl with dreams—I became someone my own relatives didn’t seem to want, a reality I still struggle to understand.

One aunt told me bluntly that I had no future and would never accomplish anything. A respected religious figure at my high school once said, “You’re an orphan—that’s limiting.” Another time, I heard the painful generalization: “Orphans grasp from the crowd; they don’t need to be told things.”

Those words cut deep. Leaving that religious environment, I came dangerously close to walking away from my faith entirely because of one false preacher’s influence.

During high school and college, I had no one to encourage me to stay in school, no one to celebrate my achievements, and no voice whispering that things would eventually be okay. But Jesus did.

Maybe you’ve been told similar things—perhaps by a family member, a teacher, or someone you trusted. Maybe you’ve been made to feel inadequate, ashamed of your past, or destined to fail. You may have faced ridicule for being different—how you looked, spoke, or believed. And perhaps, like me, you began to wonder if you were truly capable of anything meaningful.

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Here’s some good news: no matter how painful your past has been, it’s not too late to dream again. Today is a new beginning. What others have said about you—whether people or the enemy—does not define your future. God’s plans are not dictated by negativity; His purpose is to prosper you, not to harm you.

Don’t let past failures or missed opportunities hold you back. Use them as stepping stones toward a hopeful future. If you’ve been praying or waiting for something, keep going—God hears you. While you wait, keep praying, loving, working hard, dreaming, and believing.

Life may bring challenges, delays, or setbacks—yes, the enemy is always looking to steal our hope. But our God is stronger. If one door closes, knock on the next. Keep climbing. Keep moving forward.

Don’t give up. Even slow progress is better than giving up on your dream. Great things happen to those who keep going. Look around—others have made it, and so can you.

But they who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31

Making Wise Decisions

My son, if your heart is wise, my heart too will be glad. My inmost being will exult when your lips speak what is right. Let not your heart envy sinners, but continue in the fear of the Lord all the day. Surely there is a future, and your hope will not be cut off.Proverbs 23: 15-18

Do you ever wonder if the life decision you are about to make is wise or if it is God’s will? Five ways that can help you during the process. By Will Toburen.

1. Have I searched what the Bible has to say about my decision?

2. Does this decision make a good sense?

3. Have I sought the counsel of other believers?

4. Have I committed this decision to prayer?

5. What is my ultimate motivation?

More at God & the rest of the week!

Overcoming Shyness!

For lack of a better post title. On a serious note though, one of my greatest weaknesses is that I don’t know how to start up a conversation with someone I just met. And Google amazes me. When you search on “how to start a conversation”, it gives you a bunch of things to try out but it just seems like ten things to do to land a dream job, or how to stay healthy or even better, read food recipes. It is just overwhelming, especially that I use Google search enough, and I read so much material for my job throughout the day; therefore, the last thing I would want to do is to sit down and learn how to do an icebreaker, after work. Unless it’s a graded homework, so thank God it isn’t.

I really never considered myself shy before, but I guess I am but that’s not the only the problem I encounter. In addition to the fact that I would rather keep everything to myself than figuring out what to say and what to leave out, I cannot recall people’s names and where I know them from. I feel terrible about it. I honestly have no idea what happened. During my undergrad, I used to be able to memorize school books cover to cover, for certain subjects and courses, to the point that my classmates joked that I cheat with my head.

I also could easily memorize phone numbers. At any given time, I would unintentionally cram most numbers I often called, and it’d be a few dozens to be specific. Most of those I surprisingly still remember to this day. But in the last 5 years or so, I have only  been able to memorize no more than five phone numbers. Another weird past memory, it was very easy for me to memorize license plate numbers; who does that? But that’s in the past, apparently it’s all gone.

So, one of the Google suggestions to overcome shyness, is to tell a funny joke; oops. Trust me, I had tried. It’s just not for me. The last time I tried to tell a soccer game joke to an audience of about 40 people, less than five people got it. The joke goes like this: There were two fans at a soccer game who were rooting for their teams and doing what normal fans do during a game: they yelled at the players instructing them what they should or shouldn’t do. Then one of them got up and loudly yelled: “that guy just hit our team’s player, it’s not fair.” Then he slowly sat back down and leaned over to whisper to the second guy: “what are the names of teams playing today?”. That’s the end of the joke, and good luck figuring it out :).

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And about how to approach people? I am simply intimidated. But I am absolutely okay if someone else approaches me and asks me questions. Nothing is as terrifying as a group of individuals I have not met before; I would rather sit and make people around me wonder if I ever open my mouth. I smile though, I promise, to assure people around me that I understand English. One day, after going to our church young professionals gathering for a little bit over two years, one girl who attended for the first time that night approached me to say that she really liked the message and that she would come back. And I am sure I said that I am glad to hear that, and added that I enjoyed it as well. And then she proceeded to asking me if I plan to come back. Then I smiled and mentioned to her that I have been coming for two years and I am sure I will come back. Apparently, when you are quiet, it may be a sign of loss of interest??? I don’t understand why most of the time I don’t feel like I have something important to say to people.

One weekend, I was asked if I’d be interested in reading a Bible passage in front of our church congregation. I was not sure if I should say I will pass, or thank you for asking but I am scared :D. But I gathered my courage, prayed and responded that I would be honored to do it. Before the day could arrive, I was trembling with fear and nervousness when I imagined standing in front of hundreds of people, but the time came and God gave me strength. I was astounded to hear that people didn’t detect fear in my voice. And by the way, I call myself a Motivational Speaker. I guess I don’t know what that means. I have been sharing God’s work in my life with different groups of people though, and all the credit goes to God for real.

But there is much more to my awkwardness: I cannot keep people’s names or where we met. The easier the name is, the less likely I will remember it. I recently attended a conference on a weekend and carpooled with several people. In the end, as we parted, I gathered my strength to give a warm send off to one of my new friends by politely saying that it was nice to meet this friend. Then my new friend looked annoyed by my unreasonable excitement and responded that we had met many times before, once at my house and other places, and added a thank you. I was heartbroken and disgusted by my memory leak.

On another occasion, this one person looked familiar but I didn’t believe we had met in person. So again, trying to stretch my comfort zone,  I extended my handshake to say: “I don’t think we have met. My name is Alphonsine.” My new friend looked at me as if I was crazy and answered that we met during an other yet long trip where we had a chat about different things. Not only we had met before, we were friends on Facebook. What a shame. Oh, and sometime I blank out on names of people I had known for a while, especially if I haven’t seen them in a long time. I can go on and on with my awkward moments. The best thing that stays in my head though, is people’s life stories. Although I can’t often put the name and the story together, when we get to know each other better, we click right away.

So to overcome my challenges, I stay quiet until I have something better to say rather than embarrassing myself :(. I can write long paragraphs and stories though, can’t you tell? :D. I definitely find it more easier to interact with laptops and smartphones. And that’s the modern technology, which has clearly proved to supersede any social interactions. It’s very sad.

This is my struggle. I am not happy about it and I am trying the best I can. I hope and pray that I overcome, and that my friends are patient with me. How about you, how do you embrace a new culture and start a conversation with people you just met? I would like to hear your opinion.