It was interesting to me to be a new person in Christ. Suddenly I could see how my life had evolved from my childhood to a teenager and then adulthood, obviously always protected by God. My memory of knowing that God was there, through the ray of sun hitting my baby playpen, is still vivid. […]
As a very young Christian living in Miami, I started going to a Presbyterian church. I liked the pastor and his preaching was authentic. There I met two girls who made a big difference in what I thought about Christians. One was an ex drug addict who had a constant need for eating candy to […]
Our minds are like an open jar and we are responsible for filling it. Yes, and like an empty container that is filled up with water or milk or coffee, it only can pour out what we fill it up with. If it is filled with water, it will not pour out milk, only water. […]
There I was with my hands tied to my back and a smelly black blindfold over my eyes being conducted through what obviously was a cement patio. I heard a dog barking in the distance and then a door opened and I was pushed into a room. A man, smelling like alcohol, untied my arms […]
God is not a movie star whom we like or don’t like, nor a politician whom we admire but who does nothing unless he gets some bribe. He does not want our tolerance or admiration. He desires, He demands, our allegiance. We need to surrender to His will for us. We must be weaned from […]
It was a dream. I went back to the cemetery where the broken saints were left under the feet of the Christ hanging from an arch of cement. More people, that didn’t have any face, were coming to throw away saints but this time the saints were not broken. I immediately knew what the saint […]
It took a long time but I finally got it. For God there are no favorites. He does not love some more than others. He loves everyone the same. He showed me that by sending me a real friend. One American friend who did not seem to care that I was born in South America. […]
There he was. At the Sacred Land. It took some time, but it happened. After Antonio arrived in Lima he went directly to a travel agency to find out how much it would cost to fly to Israel. Then Antonio contacted his grandmother Filomena by phone. She was ecstatic to hear from him and rapidly […]
On our way from the airport in Tuxla Gutierrez to San Cristobal de las Casas, the driver of our car told us that several pastors who were traveling together to attend a meeting had been stopped and killed on that same route. One of my many trips to train missionaries and natives to translate the […]
Antonio was making an effort, in his mind he called it “sacrifice”, to read and study the text of the book of Isaiah, and he was totally amazed. His Bible was the Reina Valera version 1909 and many of those old Spanish words were hard to understand. Through the documentation at the very small library […]
An Ear by Mistake 
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