It Was Never Just About the Board
A quiet conversation in León, Nicaragua during golden hour — reflecting on skateboarding, life, and the stories that slowly take shape along the way.
Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart. — 1 Samuel 16:7
At first, I thought the skateboard was the story.
That’s what caught my attention in the beginning.
The movement.
The balance.
The creativity.
The freedom.
Watching skaters in León felt different from anything I had seen before.
There was style in it.
Personality.
A kind of determination that didn’t need to announce itself.
And honestly… that’s probably where this whole journey began.
But over time,
something started changing.
The more conversations I had,
the more places I visited,
the more stories I heard—
the less it became about skateboarding itself.
And the more it became about people.
The skateboard was never really the center.
It was the doorway.
Behind it were friendships.
Struggles.
Growth.
Family.
Identity.
Young people trying to find direction.
Trying to build something.
Trying to become something.
And maybe that’s why these moments stayed with me.
Because underneath the surface,
there was always something deeper happening.
Something human.
Something real.
I didn’t understand that at first.
I only saw the board.
But now I see the stories around it.
And those stories slowly became part of my own.
What began as observation…
became connection.
And what felt like scattered moments…
are beginning to form something together.
Not just a book.
But a story about León.
About people.
About growth.
About finding direction one step at a time.
If you’d like to step into the story:
👉 Explore the books here: https://yourwebsite.com/books
Read this post in Spanish here: https://www.steverhartwigauthor.com/blog-espanol
👉 Nunca Fue Solo La Patineta
I Didn’t Notice It At First
The Lord will guide you always… — Isaiah 58:11
At the time, it didn’t seem important.
Just another moment.
Another conversation.
Another walk through León.
Nothing dramatic.
Nothing that felt like the beginning of anything.
But looking back now…
I can see that something was already happening.
Not loudly.
Not obviously.
Quietly.
Certain places started staying with me longer than they used to.
A basketball court.
A street at sunset.
A conversation that should have been ordinary—
but somehow wasn’t.
At first, I didn’t understand why those moments kept returning to me.
Why they stayed in my thoughts.
Why they felt connected to something deeper.
I only knew they felt meaningful.
And maybe that’s how some things begin.
Not with certainty.
Not with clarity.
But with attention.
The more I paid attention,
the more I started noticing patterns.
The same ideas.
The same emotions.
The same sense that something was slowly unfolding beneath the surface.
Not everything all at once.
Just enough to keep moving forward.
And now I realize…
some of the things that shaped this journey never looked important in the moment.
They just looked ordinary.
Until they weren’t.
And maybe that’s part of how God works sometimes.
Not always through the dramatic.
But through the quiet moments we almost overlook.
The conversations.
The places.
The people.
The small things that slowly become part of a story.
And before I fully realized it…
those moments had already started becoming Ride The Fire.
A story shaped here in León—
through real places,
real people,
and moments I almost didn’t notice at all.
If you’d like to step into the story:
👉 Explore the books here: https://yourwebsite.com/books
Nunca Fue Solo Un Momento
El Señor mira el corazón. — 1 Samuel 16:7
A veces pienso que las cosas más importantes comienzan de forma sencilla.
Una caminata.
Una conversación.
Un momento que casi pasa desapercibido.
Nada extraordinario.
Solo parte de la vida diaria aquí en León.
Pero últimamente he comenzado a notar algo.
Algunas escenas permanecen conmigo más tiempo que otras.
No porque sean grandes.
Sino porque parecen decir algo.
El otro día caminaba con Brandy cerca de la catedral cuando vi a un joven skater en la plaza.
No fue una gran escena.
No había trucos impresionantes.
No había espectáculo.
Solo un momento tranquilo bajo la luz de la tarde.
Pero algo en ello se sintió familiar.
Tal vez porque me recordó cómo comenzó todo esto.
No con un plan.
No con un libro.
Ni siquiera con una historia.
Solo observando.
Escuchando.
Prestando atención a las personas y a los lugares que poco a poco comenzaron a quedarse conmigo.
Y mientras más escribo,
más me doy cuenta de algo:
Nunca se trató solamente del skateboarding.
Se trataba de las personas alrededor de él.
Las amistades.
Las luchas.
El crecimiento.
La identidad.
La dirección.
Momentos pequeños que lentamente comenzaron a conectarse.
Y ahora puedo verlo con más claridad.
Lo que parecía solo una reflexión…
también estaba formando una historia.
Una historia nacida aquí en León.
Paso a paso.
👉 Explora los libros aquí: https://www.steverhartwigauthor.com/ride-the-fire
Something Is Taking Shape
I was beginning to see it.
See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? — Isaiah 43:19
At first, it felt like scattered thoughts.
Moments I didn’t want to forget.
Things I was beginning to notice.
But now…
it’s starting to feel different.
There’s a pattern.
The same ideas keep returning.
Growth.
Patience.
Direction.
I didn’t sit down to build something.
But something is being built.
Not quickly.
Not all at once.
But steadily.
And the more I write,
the more I begin to see it.
This isn’t just reflection anymore.
It’s becoming something.
Something I didn’t plan.
Something I didn’t force.
Something I’m only beginning to understand.
And maybe that’s the most surprising part of all…
This isn’t the first time something like this has happened.
And now I can see it more clearly.
What started as moments…
became writing.
What felt unplanned…
began to take direction.
What seemed scattered…
is starting to come together.
Not perfectly.
But intentionally.
And what’s taking shape…
is a story.
A story set here in León.
Formed by real places.
Real people.
Real moments.
Ride The Fire — available now.
If you’d like to step into the story:
👉 Explore the books here: https://yourwebsite.com/books
Algo Está Tomando Forma
He aquí que yo hago cosa nueva… — Isaías 43:19
Al principio eran solo pensamientos sueltos.
Momentos que no quería olvidar.
Cosas que comenzaba a notar.
Pero ahora…empiezo a ver un patrón.
Algo se está formando.
Crecimiento.
Paciencia.
Dirección.
No me senté a construir algo.
Pero algo se está construyendo.
No rápidamente.No todo de una vez.
Pero de manera constante.
Y mientras más escribo,
más empiezo a verlo.
Esto ya no es solo reflexión.
Se está convirtiendo en algo.
Algo que no planeé.
Algo que no forcé.
Algo que apenas estoy comenzando a entender.
Y tal vez eso es lo más sorprendente de todo…
Esto no es la primera vez que algo así sucede.
Y ahora lo veo con más claridad.
Lo que comenzó como momentos…
se convirtió en escritura.
Lo que parecía sin plan…
empezó a tomar dirección.
Lo que parecía disperso…
empieza a unirse.
No perfectamente.
Pero con propósito.
Y lo que está tomando forma…
es una historia.
Una historia que nace aquí en León.
Formada por lugares reales.
Personas reales.
Momentos reales.
Montar La Fire — disponible ahora.
Si deseas seguir este camino:
👉 Explora los libros aquí: https://yourwebsite.com/books
I Didn’t Plan This
I thought I was planning the way…
but the steps were already being established.
In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps.— Proverbs 16:9
“In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps.” — Proverbs 16:9
This wasn’t part of the plan.
In fact… there wasn’t much of a plan at all.
I thought I was just reflecting.
Just noticing things.
Just trying to understand what had been happening.
But somewhere along the way…
it became something more.
What started as reflection…
quietly became writing.
The writing didn’t feel forced.
It didn’t feel like something I had to do.
It felt like something I was being led into.
That surprised me.
Because I usually like to know where things are going.
I like structure.
Direction.
Clarity.
But this…
this was different.
I wasn’t leading it.
I was following it.
And the more I followed it…
the more it felt like something was already there—
waiting to be uncovered.
And the more I leaned into that,
the more it began to unfold.
Not all at once.
Just enough to keep going.
And maybe that’s the point.
Not to have it all planned—
but to follow what’s being revealed,
step by step.
Something that began as reflection…
has become something more.
A story I didn’t originally set out to write—
but one that unfolded along the way.
Ride The Fire is now available on Amazon.
And soon, available directly here in Nicaragua as well.
If you’d like to follow the journey:
👉 Explore the books section on my site.
No Lo Planeé
El corazón del hombre traza su rumbo, pero sus pasos los dirige el Señor. — Proverbios 16:9
Esto no estaba en mis planes.
De hecho… no había mucho plan en absoluto.
Pensé que solo estaba reflexionando.
Observando.
Tratando de entender lo que había estado pasando.
Pero en algún punto del camino…
se convirtió en algo más.
Lo que comenzó como reflexión…
poco a poco se convirtió en escritura.
No se sentía forzado.
No se sentía como algo que tenía que hacer.
Se sentía como algo a lo que estaba siendo guiado.
Eso me sorprendió.
Porque normalmente me gusta saber hacia dónde van las cosas.
Me gusta la estructura.
La dirección.
La claridad.
Pero esto…
esto era diferente.
No lo estaba dirigiendo.
Lo estaba siguiendo.
Y mientras más lo seguía…
más sentía que algo ya estaba allí—
esperando ser descubierto.
Y mientras más me apoyaba en eso,
más comenzaba a desarrollarse.
No todo de una vez.
Solo lo suficiente para seguir adelante.
Y tal vez ese es el punto.
No tener todo planeado—
sino seguir lo que se va revelando,
paso a paso.
Porque lo que comenzó como una reflexión…
se ha convertido en algo más.
Una historia que no planeé escribir—
pero que fue tomando forma en el camino.
Montar La Fire ya está disponible en Amazon.
Y muy pronto también estará disponible directamente aquí en Nicaragua.
Si deseas seguir este camino:
👉 Explora la sección “Libros” en mi sitio.
It Started to Come Out
I didn’t plan to write…
it just started to come out.
Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks. — Luke 6:45
I didn’t sit down intending to write.
There wasn’t a plan.
No outline.
No goal in mind.
Just a moment…
and something came out.
At first, it didn’t seem like much.
Just a few thoughts.
A few lines.
Something I almost didn’t keep.
But then it happened again.
And again.
Not because I was trying to write—
but because something inside me needed to be expressed.
I wasn’t forcing it.
I wasn’t searching for the right words.
They were just… there.
And the more I allowed it,
the more it continued.
This is one of those moments…
where something real shows itself.
Este es uno de esos momentos…
donde algo real se deja ver.
Moments like this are part of what’s been coming out…
Not planned.
Not forced.
Just pieces—
that are starting to form something bigger.
It wasn’t structured.
It wasn’t perfect.
But it was real.
And I’m starting to see that sometimes,
what comes out naturally…
is what was there all along.
Empezó a Salir
“De la abundancia del corazón habla la boca.” — Lucas 6:45
No me senté con la intención de escribir.
Simplemente… sucedió.
Un pensamiento.
Una línea.
Y luego otra.
No lo estaba forzando.
Pero algo dentro de mí
quería salir.
Y poco a poco…
seguía fluyendo.
It Was There All Along
Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. Proberbs 3:5
I spent a lot of time searching.
Looking for direction.
Looking for clarity.
Looking for answers.
I thought I needed something new.
Something I didn’t already have.
But lately…
I’ve started to see things differently.
What if nothing was missing?
What if it was already there—
and I just couldn’t see it yet?
Not the whole road.
Just the next step.
And maybe that’s where I’ve struggled.
Wanting to see everything ahead
before I move.
Wanting clarity
before trust.
But God doesn’t always show everything at once.
Sometimes He gives just enough light
for the step in front of me.
And as I move forward…
things begin to come into view.
Nothing changes on the outside.
But something shifts inside.
And I begin to realize—
it was there all along.
And something else has been happening too.
As I’ve started writing again—
just honestly, without pressure—
I’ve noticed a pattern.
The same themes keep showing up.
Growth.
Patience.
Direction.
It’s no longer just experience.
It’s starting to take shape.
Like something is forming…
without me forcing it.
And I’m beginning to wonder—
if I’m not the one leading it.
Siempre Estuvo Allí
Confía en el Señor de todo corazón, y no te apoyes en tu propia prudencia. Proverbios 3:5
Pasé mucho tiempo buscando.
Buscando dirección.
Buscando claridad.
Buscando respuestas.
Pensaba que necesitaba algo nuevo.
Algo que no tenía.
Pero ahora…
empiezo a verlo diferente.
¿Y si nada faltaba?
¿Y si ya estaba allí—
y simplemente no lo veía?
Dios no siempre muestra todo el camino.
Y al avanzar…
empiezo a ver más.
No cambia lo externo.
Pero algo cambia dentro de mí.
Y empiezo a entender—
siempre estuvo allí.
Y también he notado algo más.
Al empezar a escribir otra vez—
sin presión, solo siendo honesto—
los mismos temas aparecen.
Crecimiento.
Paciencia.
Dirección.
Ya no es solo experiencia.
Algo se está formando.
Y empiezo a pensar…
que no soy yo quien lo está guiando.
Now I Understand Why
Being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion… — Philippians 1:6
There were moments I didn’t understand.
Times that felt confusing.
Uncertain.
Even unnecessary.
I questioned them.
I wondered why things had to happen the way they did.
At the time, none of it made sense.
But now…
I’m starting to see something I couldn’t see before.
Not all at once.
Not perfectly.
But enough.
Enough to realize that nothing was wasted.
What felt like delays
were part of the process.
What felt uncertain
was shaping something deeper.
What felt unfinished
was still being worked on.
Philippians 1:6 reminds me that God doesn’t start something and leave it undone.
He continues it.
Even when I don’t see it.
Even when I don’t understand it.
And maybe that’s what I’m beginning to recognize now.
This wasn’t random.
It wasn’t scattered.
It wasn’t meaningless.
It was being built.
Slowly.
Quietly.
Intentionally.
And maybe that’s why it feels different now.
Because it’s not just something I’ve gone through…
It’s something I’ve been putting into words.
Little by little.
Piece by piece.
What started as thoughts
became reflections.
What became reflections
became something I started to write.
And now…
I’m beginning to understand why.
Ahora Entiendo Por Qué
El que comenzó en vosotros la buena obra, la perfeccionará… — Filipenses 1:6
Hubo momentos que no entendía.
Momentos confusos.
Inciertos.
Incluso innecesarios.
Me preguntaba por qué pasaban así las cosas.
En ese momento, nada tenía sentido.
Pero ahora…
empiezo a ver algo que antes no podía ver.
No todo de una vez.
No perfectamente.
Pero suficiente.
Suficiente para darme cuenta de que nada fue en vano.
Lo que parecía retraso
era parte del proceso.
Lo que parecía incertidumbre
estaba formando algo más profundo.
Lo que parecía incompleto
todavía estaba en proceso.
Dios no deja las cosas a medias.
Él continúa lo que empieza.
Aunque no lo vea.
Aunque no lo entienda.
Y tal vez eso es lo que ahora empiezo a reconocer.
No fue algo al azar.
Se estaba formando.
Poco a poco.
Con intención.
Y ahora entiendo por qué.
I Almost Missed It
Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth. Psalm 46:10
There are moments in life that don’t announce themselves.
They don’t come with noise.
They don’t demand attention.
They don’t force me to stop and look.
They just… happen.
And if I’m not careful, I can miss them entirely.
That’s what’s been on my mind lately.
I realized how close I came to overlooking something important. It wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t obvious. But it was real. It was one of those quiet moments where something inside me shifted… and I almost let it pass by unnoticed.
Psalm 46:10 says, “Be still…”
That’s not easy for me.
I tend to stay focused on what’s next—what needs to happen, what I’m waiting for, what I think should be coming. But in doing that, I sometimes overlook what God is already doing right in front of me.
Because He doesn’t always move in big, visible ways.
Sometimes He moves in the quiet.
In the stillness.
In the moments I almost miss.
And when I slow down… when I truly become still… I start to see it.
Not everything needs to be loud to be meaningful.
Sometimes the most important moments are the ones I nearly overlook.
And maybe that’s what surprised me the most…
Not just what I almost missed—
but what it’s starting to lead into.
Because lately… I haven’t just been noticing these moments.
I’ve been writing them.
Not in a structured way.
Not with a plan.
Just… capturing something that feels real.
I don’t fully understand it yet.
But I can feel it building into something.
Casi No Lo Vi
Estad quietos, y sabed que yo soy Dios; seré exaltado entre las naciones, seré exaltado en la tierra. Salmo 46:10
Hay momentos que no anuncian su llegada.
No hacen ruido.
No llaman la atención.
Simplemente… pasan.
Y si no tengo cuidado,
puedo perderlos.
Eso es lo que he estado notando.
Estaba tan enfocado en lo que venía—
que casi no vi
lo que ya estaba pasando.
Nada grande.
Nada evidente.
Solo algo silencioso.
Pero real.
A veces Dios obra en lo tranquilo.
En lo que casi pasa desapercibido.
Y cuando me detengo…
empiezo a verlo.
No todo tiene que ser grande
para ser importante.
A veces lo más importante
es lo que casi no vemos.
Y últimamente…
no solo lo estoy viviendo.
También lo estoy escribiendo.
No lo entiendo completamente.
Pero siento que algo se está formando.
A New Door Opened
I didn’t know where the road was leading…
until the door opened.
See, I have placed before you an open door that no one can shut. — Revelation 3:8
There was a time when I couldn’t see very far ahead.
I was focused only on the next step.
Just doing what I could.
Learning as I went.
Trying to stay faithful in small things.
At the time, it didn’t seem like much.
But small steps have a way of leading somewhere.
And one day, I began to realize something:
The road behind me had prepared me for the road ahead.
What once felt like delays
had built patience.
What once felt like uncertainty
had built trust.
What once felt small
had become a doorway.
Sometimes we ask for big changes…
but life often moves one faithful step at a time.
And when the time is right,
a new door opens.
Una Nueva Puerta Se Abrió
He puesto delante de ti una puerta abierta… — Apocalipsis 3:8
Hubo un tiempo en que solo podía ver el siguiente paso.
Aprendiendo poco a poco.
Avanzando con fe.
Y un día entendí algo:
El camino que quedó atrás
me estaba preparando para el que venía adelante.
A veces pedimos grandes cambios…
pero muchas veces la vida avanza paso a paso.
Y cuando llega el momento correcto,
se abre una nueva puerta.
It Was Worth the Effort
Some days were harder than others…
but I kept moving.
Let us not grow weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. — Galatians 6:9
There were many days when progress felt slow.
Days when I wondered if the effort mattered.
Days when it would have been easier to stop.
But I kept going.
Not perfectly.
Not with endless energy.
Just one day at a time.
Some steps were small.
Some days were harder than others.
But little by little, the work added up.
Looking back now, I understand something important:
The effort was never wasted.
Even the difficult days were doing something in me.
Building patience.
Building strength.
Building faith.
Sometimes we only understand the value of perseverance later.
And sometimes…
what felt hardest to carry
was helping prepare us for what comes next.
Valió la Pena el Esfuerzo
No nos cansemos de hacer el bien… — Gálatas 6:9
Hubo días en que el progreso parecía lento.
Días en que me preguntaba si el esfuerzo valía la pena.
Pero seguí adelante.
Paso a paso.
Día tras día.
Y ahora entiendo algo:
El esfuerzo nunca fue en vano.
Incluso los días difíciles
estaban formando fuerza, paciencia y fe.
I Began to See It
I still couldn’t see the whole road…
but I could finally see enough.
Your word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path. — Psalm 119:105
For a long time, it felt like I was moving without seeing much change.
Just doing what I could.
Taking the next step.
Trusting that small efforts mattered.
There were days when progress felt hidden.
Nothing dramatic.
Nothing obvious.
But then… little by little… I began to notice something.
Small changes.
A clearer mind.
More strength.
More confidence.
What once felt uncertain
was beginning to make sense.
I still didn’t see the whole road ahead.
But I didn’t need to.
I could see enough to keep moving.
And sometimes… that is how progress comes.
Not all at once.
Just enough light
for the next step.
Comencé a Verlo
Lámpara es a mis pies tu palabra, y lumbrera a mi camino.” — Salmo 119:105“Lámpara es a mis pies tu palabra, y lumbrera a mi camino. — Salmo 119:105
Por mucho tiempo sentí que avanzaba sin ver grandes cambios.
Solo seguir adelante.
Dar el siguiente paso.
Confiar en que el esfuerzo valía la pena.
Y poco a poco… comencé a notar algo.
Pequeños cambios.
Más claridad.
Más fuerza.
Más confianza.
No veía todo el camino…
pero veía lo suficiente
para seguir avanzando.
Something Was Building
didn’t realize it at the time…but something was already taking shape.
The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me… — Psalm 138:8
At first, it didn’t feel like much.
Just small steps.
Small efforts.
But over time… something began to grow.
Piece by piece,
something was being built.
I couldn’t always see it clearly.
But I could feel it.
The effort mattered.
The time mattered.
Nothing was wasted.
Looking back, I can see
that something meaningful was taking shape.
Not all at once.
But steadily.
I’m learning that sometimes,
what feels small in the moment…
is part of something much bigger.
Algo Se Estaba Construyendo
El Señor cumplirá su propósito en mí… — Salmo 138:8
Al principio, no parecía gran cosa.
Solo pequeños pasos.
Pequeños esfuerzos.
Pero con el tiempo… algo empezó a crecer.
Poco a poco,
algo se estaba construyendo.
No siempre podía verlo con claridad.
Pero podía sentirlo.
El esfuerzo importaba.
El tiempo importaba.
Nada fue en vano.
Mirando atrás, puedo ver
que algo significativo estaba tomando forma.
No todo de una vez.
Pero de manera constante.
Estoy aprendiendo que a veces,
lo que parece pequeño…
forma parte de algo mucho más grande.
I Kept Going
Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial… — James 1:12
There were moments when it would have been easy to stop.
When progress felt slow.
When things didn’t come together as quickly as I hoped.
But I kept going.
Not because it was easy…
but because something told me not to quit.
So I continued.
One step at a time.
Some days felt productive.
Others didn’t.
But I showed up anyway.
I’m learning that progress isn’t about perfection.
It’s about consistency.
And sometimes, just continuing
is the most important step of all.
Seguí Adelante
Bienaventurado el que persevera bajo la prueba… — Santiago 1:12
Hubo momentos en los que habría sido fácil detenerme.
Cuando el progreso se sentía lento.
Cuando las cosas no avanzaban como esperaba.
Pero seguí adelante.
No porque fuera fácil…
sino porque algo me decía que no me rindiera.
Así que continué.
Un paso a la vez.
Algunos días fueron productivos.
Otros no tanto.
Pero me mantuve presente.
Estoy aprendiendo que el progreso no se trata de perfección.
Se trata de constancia.
Y a veces, simplemente seguir
es el paso más importante.
It Started to Take Shape
I didn’t see it all at once…
but little by little, something began to take shape.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart… — Proverbs 3:5–6
At first, everything felt uncertain.
I didn’t know where it would lead.
I didn’t know if I was doing it right.
But I kept going.
And slowly… something began to change.
What once felt unclear
started to take shape.
Ideas connected.
Thoughts became more defined.
It wasn’t perfect.
But it was progress.
I’m learning that clarity doesn’t come all at once.
It comes while you’re moving forward.
Step by step…
things begin to form.
Comenzó a Tomar Forma
Confía en el Señor con todo tu corazón… — Proverbios 3:5–6
Al principio, todo se sentía incierto.
No sabía a dónde me llevaría.
No sabía si lo estaba haciendo bien.
Pero seguí adelante.
Y poco a poco… algo empezó a cambiar.
Lo que antes no estaba claro
comenzó a tomar forma.
Las ideas se conectaban.
Los pensamientos se definían.
No era perfecto.
Pero era progreso.
Estoy aprendiendo que la claridad no llega de una sola vez.
Llega mientras sigues avanzando.
Paso a paso…
las cosas comienzan a formarse.
One Step Led to Another
“The Lord makes firm the steps of the one who delights in Him.” — Psalm 37:23
At first, each step felt small.
Almost insignificant.
But something began to happen.
One step led to another.
What I learned one day
helped me take the next step the following day.
Things started to connect.
Not all at once.
But enough to keep moving forward.
What once felt unfamiliar
began to feel possible.
I still didn’t have everything figured out.
But I no longer felt stuck.
I was moving.
And that was enough.
Un Paso Llevó a Otro
“El Señor afirma los pasos del que se deleita en Él.” — Salmo 37:23
Al principio, cada paso parecía pequeño.
Casi insignificante.
Pero algo comenzó a cambiar.
Un paso llevó a otro.
Lo que aprendía un día…
me ayudaba a avanzar al siguiente.
Poco a poco,
las cosas empezaron a encajar.
No todo de una vez.
Pero lo suficiente para seguir adelante.
Lo que antes parecía difícil…
empezó a sentirse posible.
Aún no tenía todo resuelto.
Pero ya no estaba detenido.
Estaba avanzando.
Y eso era suficiente.
Learning Something New
“If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God…” — James 1:5
Learning didn’t happen all at once…
it came one step at a time.
Once I started, I realized something quickly.
I had a lot to learn.
More than I expected.
Writing was one part of it.
But there were also tools, platforms, and things I had never used before.
At times, it felt like I was starting over.
Learning step by step.
Making mistakes.
Trying again.
It wasn’t always smooth.
But it was movement.
I didn’t master everything overnight.
I just kept learning… one piece at a time.
And slowly, things began to make sense.
Looking back, I can see that growth didn’t come all at once.
It came in small pieces.
One lesson.
One attempt.
One step forward.
Aprendiendo Algo Nuevo
“Si a alguno de ustedes le falta sabiduría, pídasela a Dios…” — Santiago 1:5
A veces, comenzar algo nuevo no es fácil.
Hay mucho que no sabemos.
Mucho que aprender.
Y momentos en que todo parece un poco abrumador.Pero poco a poco…
las cosas empiezan a tener sentido.
Un paso.
Luego otro.
Y sin darnos cuenta,
ya no estamos comenzando…
estamos avanzando.
I Had No Idea How
I didn’t know how to begin…
but I knew I had to try.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart…” — Proverbs 3:5–6
Once that thought settled in… I knew I couldn’t ignore it.
But I also knew something else.
I had no idea how to begin.
I had never written a book.
I didn’t know where to start.
I didn’t know what tools to use or what the process looked like.
It all felt unfamiliar.
Even overwhelming.
There were moments when I questioned whether I should even try.
But the thought didn’t go away.
So instead of waiting until I understood everything…
I took a step anyway.
Not a big step.
Just a small one.
And then another.
I’m learning that you don’t have to understand everything
to begin something.
Sometimes you just have to trust…
and take the first step.
No Sabía Cómo Empezar
“Confía en el Señor con todo tu corazón…” — Proverbios 3:5–6
Una vez que ese pensamiento llegó…
no pude ignorarlo.
Pero había algo claro.
No sabía cómo empezar.
Nunca había hecho algo así.
No sabía por dónde comenzar.
Se sentía desconocido.
Incluso abrumador.
Hubo momentos en los que dudé.
Pero el pensamiento no desaparecía.
Así que, en lugar de esperar a entenderlo todo…
di un paso.
Pequeño.
Y luego otro.
Estoy aprendiendo que no necesitas tener todas las respuestas
para comenzar.
A veces solo necesitas confiar…
y dar el primer paso.
A Thought I Didn’t See Coming
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord… — Jeremiah 29:11
I didn’t know where to begin…but I knew I had to start somewhere.
During that time, I had more hours in front of me than I was used to.
At first, I didn’t know what to do with them.
But then, somewhere in the middle of those quiet days…
a thought came.
It wasn’t something I had planned.
It wasn’t something I had been working toward.
In fact, it didn’t make much sense at all.
The idea of writing a book.
I had never done anything like that before.
I had never even seriously considered it.
And yet… the thought stayed.
“I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go;
I will guide you with my eye.”
— Psalm 32:8
It didn’t come loudly.
It didn’t demand attention.
It simply returned… again and again.
And then, something else came back to me.
I had once started something…
a long time ago.
Something I had set aside and forgotten.
It wasn’t complete.
It wasn’t developed.
But it was there.
At first, I didn’t think much of it.
But now, in this quiet season…
it didn’t feel like a coincidence.
Looking back, I can see what I couldn’t see then.
What felt like a random thought…
was something that had been there all along.
Just waiting to be remembered.
Un Pensamiento Que No Esperaba
“Porque yo sé los planes que tengo para ustedes…” — Jeremías 29:11
Durante ese tiempo…
tenía más horas de las que estaba acostumbrado.
Al principio, no sabía qué hacer con ellas.
Pero en medio de esos días tranquilos…
llegó un pensamiento.
No lo estaba buscando.
No lo había planeado.
Simplemente apareció…
y no se fue.
La idea de escribir un libro.
No tenía experiencia.
No tenía un plan.
Pero el pensamiento regresaba…
una y otra vez.
Y entonces recordé algo.
Había comenzado algo tiempo atrás…
y lo había dejado.
Lo había olvidado.
Pero ahora…
ya no parecía coincidencia.
Time I Didn’t Expect
A season I didn’t understand at the time.
“There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens.” — Ecclesiastes 3:1
There was a season when my world became very small.
Most of my time was spent in one place.
The days felt slower… quieter… different than anything I had known before.
At first, I didn’t know what to do with that time.
I wasn’t used to sitting still.
I wasn’t used to having so many hours in front of me without a clear direction.
It felt unfamiliar.
Even uncomfortable.
I had always been moving, doing, going from one thing to the next.
Now, everything had slowed down.
And I wasn’t sure why.
And somewhere in that waiting, I was reminded:
“But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength…”
— Isaiah 40:31
But looking back, I can see something I didn’t understand at the time.
That season wasn’t empty.
It was being prepared.
What felt like lost time…
was actually time being given.
I just didn’t know yet what it was for.
Un Tiempo Que No Esperaba
“Hay un tiempo para todo…” — Eclesiastés 3:1
Hubo una temporada en la que mi mundo se hizo muy pequeño.
Pasaba la mayor parte del tiempo en un solo lugar.
Los días se sentían más largos…
más silenciosos…
diferentes.
Al principio, no sabía qué hacer con ese tiempo.
No estaba acostumbrado a detenerme.
Se sentía extraño.
Incluso incómodo.
Siempre había estado ocupado, en movimiento.
Y de repente… todo se detuvo.
Y no entendía por qué.
Pero mirando atrás…
puedo ver que ese tiempo no estaba vacío.
Estaba siendo preparado.
Lo que parecía tiempo perdido…
en realidad era tiempo dado.
Walking It Out
Taking the next step forward.
“…let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.” — Hebrews 12:1
There are moments in life when progress doesn’t look dramatic.
It doesn’t come with big milestones or sudden changes.
Sometimes…
it looks like taking a step forward,
even when you’re not sure how far you’ll go.
Today, it was a visit to the hospital.
Not something I would have chosen.
Not something I would have thought twice about before.
But now…
even this meant something.
Just getting there.
Getting out of the car.
Walking toward the entrance.
Nothing extraordinary.
And yet, it was.
Because not long ago, even this would have been difficult.
There are times when even simple things require effort.
When progress feels small… or slow…
and it would be easy to stop.
And yet, I’m reminded:
“In their hearts humans plan their course,
but the Lord establishes their steps.”
— Proverbs 16:9
This season may not look like running in the way I once imagined.
But it is still forward.
Still progress.
Still part of the race.
I’m learning that perseverance isn’t about speed.
It’s about continuing.
And today, I did.
Caminando Paso a Paso
“…corramos con perseverancia la carrera que tenemos por delante.” — Hebreos 12:1
Hay momentos en la vida en que el progreso no se ve impresionante.
No llega con grandes cambios ni resultados rápidos.
A veces…
se ve como un paso sencillo,
haciendo algo cotidiano,
que antes parecía difícil.
Hoy, fue solo un paso.
Algo pequeño.
Algo normal.
Pero significó mucho.
Porque no hace mucho,
ni siquiera eso habría sido posible.
Hay momentos en que incluso lo más simple requiere esfuerzo.
Cuando el progreso se siente lento…
y sería fácil detenerse.
Y aun así…
seguimos adelante.
Paso a paso.