I recall how at an early age God started to draw me to Himself.
|My son recently visited El Salvador and took this picture|
of the place our house used to be in Mariona.
|I remember this tree. On the right lived by best friend in|
a mud constructed room
Even at this age I was haunted by life after death. I recall waking up several times after dreaming of falling into an endless pit and not knowing what would happen to me. What happens when I die? What happens when my family dies? I had no answers. But God was pursuing me. On two occasions I remember hearing something about God. In one of them I heard preaching but I did not understand. On another occasion, I went to a church and watched a play on Noah's Ark. God continued to plant the seed of the Gospel in me.
When I was in 5th grade, my family moved from a rural area to the city of Mejicanos. We lived in the wood shop my uncle owned. I started attending school. In the middle of the school year, my family decided to leave El Salvador to the United States. It was a long journey. I recall walking passed the school that morning. We rode the bus passed Guatemala until we reached Mexico. There we spent a few months until we were able to come to the United States. It was mid 1981.
|The first home we lived in Santa Ana.|
When I lived here I started going to church
|You can hear my testimony in Spanish at age 16 here.|
|The second house where I lived in Santa Ana|
|At the age of 14 I was baptized by pastor Ray Zuercher|