Salmos 40:1
“Puse en el Señor toda mi esperanza;
    él se inclinó hacia mí y escuchó mi clamor”.

Mi nombre es Bernice García. Mi historia ha sido muy interesante y me he desenvuelto muy diferente a lo esperado. En algún momento de mi vida dije que la maldición generacional terminaría en mí y no pasaría a mi futura generación ósea mis hijos.

Para empezar, me crie en un hogar disfuncional pero “cristiano”.  Fuimos victimas de violencia domestica entre otros. Cuando cumplí mis 15 años de edad; fui forzada a casarme por como dicen en Puerto Rico “metí las patas” y era una vergüenza para la familia que no me casara. A esa edad tenia las responsabilidades de un matrimonio, hogar y escuela. Me gradué de cuarto año con mi primer hijo en brazos a una semana de haber dado a luz.

Mi matrimonio duro aproximadamente 17 años con dos hijos maravillosos a quienes apode Danny y Jojo. Esos 17 años también fui victima de violencia domestica, violación, maltrato, adulterio, adicción a cocaína y alcohol (el) y otras cosas mas.  Finalmente decido romper con la relación (que no fue fácil) y comenzar una nueva vida.

Remain faithful and carry on.

in , by Cynthia Cano, 7:30 AM
As I read the verses for my "Inscribe the Word" challenge for this year (check it out on Twitter), a specific part caught my attention.

"Think back on those early days when you first learned about Christ. Remember how you remained faithful even though it meant terrible suffering." — Hebrews 10:32

Think back on those early days...

Those words grabbed me whole heartedly. God was speaking . He was speaking to my soul and my spirit, and He placed it in my heart to share this small thought with you.Remember those days when the church was more united than it is now (I speak of churches world wide)? I do. And I miss those days, quite frankly. I remember how churches used to unite in prayer, vigils, and gather in spiritual fellowships to feed our souls and fight our spiritual battles together.

Hi my name is Sylquia (Silk) and I am 32 years old, mom to a teenage boy (Marcus) and a recent graduate from the Masters program at Springfield College School of Social Work. Being a social worker has its sunny and rainy days but holding on to the sunny days is what makes the job worth it.

As the end of my graduate studies was approaching, I had a lot of people asking me about what kind of social worker I wanted to be which triggered a self-evaluation.

Back in April of this year, I was at my church “Crossroads Community Cathedral” in East Hartford, CT when there was a presentation focused on the medical mission to Guatemala. During that time Dr. Fausty Onyirimba talked about the medical mission trip that has been taking place the past 5 years to Esquipulas, Guatemala.  As I sat there listening to the presentation, my eyes teared up and I felt it right then and there that this was something I needed to be a part of. At the end of the service I met the doctor and put my contact information down to be contacted for the initial information session.

Happy New Year!

by Cynthia Cano, 11:30 AM
Happy New Year, lovelies!

How was your Christmas and New Years festivities? Mine was AMAZING! This year I was able to celebrate the holiday season along with my husband and our beautiful daughter. The holidays as a parent is the most beautiful experience ever.

Speaking of Mali, she'll be 7 months in nine short days. I'm amazed at how fast she has grown and how smart she is. I tell ya, this little girl has changed my life for the better. I am so blessed to have her in my life. She is now starting to learn how to crawl! She's getting on all fours and rocks back and forth until she falls down. She moves her hands to music (her way of dancing), and she learned how to say mama and dada this past month, so you can only imagine our excitement.

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