Niki Carbajal

Niki enjoys chronicling her random thoughts about God in a humorous and transparent way at PlantedontheRock.blogspotcom. She is also the co-editor and a regular contributor at SecurelyTransparent.blogspot.com where women are able to share and reveal HIS stories through their lives. Niki is married to Mario and they have five children. Their oldest son is serving in the U.S. Army and is stationed in Alaska. Niki will be leaning heavily on the Lord as her son leaves the safety of the U.S. to serve in Afghanistan. That leaning on the Lord becomes even greater as they home educate their four younger children and navigate the path of phonics, geography, mounds of laundry, stacks of dishes, and never-ending questions of "why?". Niki's current prayer is "Lord, open my eyes to see". To see . . . His grace, those in need, the lost, His blessings, and . . .

Homepage: http://www.plantedontherock.blogspot.com


Posts by Niki Carbajal

Please call me George

Mommy.  Mommy.  Mom.  Momma.  Mother.  Mutter.  Mum.  Mummy.  Ma.  Mommy.  Mommy!These are the words ringing through my home, my ears, and my heart all day long.  With four kids at home, two of which we home school, the call for my attention never ceases.  Pleas for a referee to break up a squabble over trains, assistance with solving for "x", and inquiries as to what will be served at every meal for the entire day, including snacks, are abundant.The name "Mommy" is heard so often I sometimes ask my children to call me "George" for the day.  They laugh and think More >

Weight . . . no Wait

Weight.  What an UGLY word for those of us who struggle day in and day out to maintain or in my case, achieve, an acceptable BMI.  Picture this. . . three or four days a week of "30 Day Shred" - killer! Two or three days of recumbent bike - boring!  Counting and tracking Weight Watchers points until my pencil is worn down to a nub - relentless agony!  What's worse?  Committed exercise and diet changes since mid-November has earned me a 4 pound gain.  You heard that right - GAIN!  Now, to be honest I did have a 3 week More >

Friction and Chafed Thighs

My family recently visited a sea life/amusement park.  To prepare for the unavoidable water experience, I donned my swim suit under my sun dress.  Now to set the stage, my figure is Rubenesque in nature which calls for one of those not-so-cute swim short ensembles.  What I didn't realize while shopping for said swim shorts was that those shorts cause serious friction!  There was so much rubbing of skin against shorts that day I could have produced enough electricity to power the whole park! While doctoring my sore hamhocks with first aid cream, it brought to mind what I am like when More >

If I’m Lying I’m Crying

Have you wondered if your public persona is a true representation of your personal truth or self?For the last two years, my idea of my public  self no longer jived with what was inside my heart and soul.  As you can imagine, drama and trauma ensued.  My plastic smile and pretty earrings clashed with (in my mind) my smeared lipstick-stained grimace and tarnished edges.  You see, I could no longer compartmentalize the good, the bad, and the ugly.  It all collided and BOY, was it U-G-L-Y!A friend and I had just experienced a weekend conference focusing on our godly roles More >