I grew up with a Catholic background but was not taught much about it. I know I was aware of God since I was about five. My mother would pray with my sister and I at night. The prayers were all pretty much the same.
My mom was a single parent now and was doing her best to make a living. We would go to Catholic Church sometimes. Then when I was about 14 we came to a Church where I actually had fun. It was the Crystal Cathedral. During this time is when I made Jesus the leader of my life. I started getting involved with the youth group and was almost a leader.
Time went on and I started dating a boy in the same Church and I fell in temptation. Though I didn't see it this way. When it was over he remained in Church and I went away from Church, I think I was disappointed at it and started to live the party life. Not much after though it started rocky, I met the love of my life and who is my husband now.
I told a friend that was involved in a small Church if I could attend it. He welcomed me to. My husband kind of objected but with tears and a huge desperation I told him that he didn't t have to go, but I NEED to! I went a few times. They prayed for me, my husband went with me a couple of times, but he wasn't comfortable. It was in Spanish and pretty small. Then He suggested HDC.
We started attending HDC. I was still in fear. Though I understood what was going on. I would sleep in between my husband and my son. So I wouldn't get up and run to the hospital, I would take hot showers praying to God. I also would read my Bible in the middle of the night and would sing worship songs until I would fall asleep. I would actually wake up singing them in my head. I would feel his love in my heart. I remember Pastor Tom mentioning that that someone had gone to the Hospital almost giving themselves a heart attack. He mentioned that fear was very real to those that felt it. My husband said is he talking about you? I said I don't think so, I've gone to the hospital like 4 times. I read some psalms where God mentions He is at our right hand and looking in my hand I found a cross. My health started getting better, I started feeling peace.
Even when evil tried to scare me again by letting me know how I totally messed up my body with radiation and all the stuff they injected me for the MRIs and CAT scans. God gave me answers to put my mind at ease. Mark 16:18: “They will pick up snakes with their hands; and when they drink deadly poison, it will not hurt them at all; they will place their hands on sick people, and they will get well.”
And the even greater miracle was letting me conceive our 4th son Isaiah. God actually answered Isaac's prayer and gave us another baby boy. And letting me know with this verse Isaiah 43:19: “See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”
You see, when my son Isaac said he wanted a little brother. I said for him to pray for it. But in my heart according to what I knew, I was probably sterile from all the radiation. This was in May 2011, and here we are now.
I feel my life has changed 180 degrees. I feel God sent several people to guide me.
Now, I mainly look toward being a reflection of Jesus. To love the Father and the Son better. To serve them better. To let Him transform me into who He wants me to be. And though storms hit, I am at peace, but not a peace of positive attitude, a peace that is rooted to Gods word. I think He is making me a better wife and mother, daughter, sister, person over all…. I have put my husband on his leadership place. In the order God made a family to be. An order I was not used to. God also holds me accountable and I appreciate His rebuke. I am a work in progress, but I know God’s hand is guiding me and His love never fails. He has definitely showed me He makes all things work together for the good of those that love Him according to His purpose.