Introducing – Arrianna Arriaga

IMG_7661My name is Javier Dominic Arriaga. Or, at least that was what it was supposed to be until the day I was born. Shockingly, I came out a girl and got the beautiful name of Arrianna Jozelle Arriaga. Which translates to, “o holy one,” something I didn’t appreciate for many years to come.

I was born in the boondocks of Alabama, raised on sweet tea, sunshine, and “stop crying until I give you a reason to cry about”s . I have two very loving parents who split up when I was 6 or 7, but luckily I never felt any less love from either of them. I have an older brother and an older sister who, naturally, picked on me and beat me up a time or two. No worries though, I got em back! Both of my parents remarried and I am now so blessed with 5 stepbrothers, and a little sister! I am also an aunt to 5 precious little boys who hold my heart so tightly.

Oddly enough for a family who was stuck right dab in the middle of the Bible Belt, we weren’t regular church goers for a long while. Most people here know their Sunday school stories by heart, and I’m just now at the age of 18 beginning to pick up just how special those stories are. I was 12 when we started to attend Church of the Highlands regularly, and now nearly 7 years later, I am so happy to have a real relationship with my Father in Heaven. He ignited a love in me for so many different things, that I’m not even sure that I would be able to fit into a 500 word list! To sum it up, my heart is for God’s children.

My hope and prayer as you read my posts, as well as these phenomenal ladies, is not only that you see a friend in us, but that you’d see a friend in Jesus. I find myself so very blessed to have encountered Jesus at an early age, and if you only get one thing from the endless ramblings of posts I’ll write, it’s this- it doesn’t matter how old you are or how long you’ve been away, God is ready for you to come back, and His arms are open.

“So he got up and went to his father. “But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.”
‭‭Luke‬ ‭15:20‬

27 thoughts on “Introducing – Arrianna Arriaga

  1. Hello Arrianna!:) I live in Alabama also, and I know what you mean about our Bible belt…LOL
    I didn’t attend church either while growing up. I accepted Christ at the age of 38 and I’ve always had the desire to study and grow. I’m thankful that God gave me the hunger because it has helped me learn a lot. Sometimes not being raised in church used to make me feel a little behind the other “church people.” But I soon learned that Spiritual maturity isn’t about age, nor the years spent in church. Real maturity is growing day by day by day in God’s Word. I’m proud that you are blogging and hopeful that you will be able to encourage others as you go! 🙂 God Bless

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    1. Wow! Thank you so much:) sometimes I’m grateful I didn’t grow up in church, it allows me to have such a fresh perspective on those Sunday school stories that are oh so powerful! You’re exactly right about age, and I think Jesus illustrated that beautifully to us with the parable of the man in the vineyard – it’s not about how long we’ve been there or how hard we worked, Jesus love us just the same whethere we’re a newborn or 180 years old. Thank you so much for your encouraging words. Have a blessed day:)

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  2. What a delightful post 🙂 And we totally have that in common about our parents expecting a boy: I was going to be John Mark! Instead, I’m Joni and my brother, who came 3 and a half years later, is Mark! Looking forward to this semester!

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