Ruth Nieves

What a wonderful message was heard today at Trinity Church. When God doesn't make sense. When we feel that God isn't listening to our cries or just doesn't care. How many of us out there have at one point or are right now in that season? How many of us have at one time or another cried out to God for peace, for deliverance, for healing for us or a loved one, for God to spare the life of your child and He allows the opposite to happen? WHY, GOD,WHY???? Yet in the book of Habakkuk, God answers Habakkuk after he cries out to God and asks God, Why are good people being taken advantage of? Why are all these bad things happening to good people? Why is it that the wicked appear to prosper while the righteous suffer relentlessly. Almost seems as if those words were written in our times and yet...they were written over 2500 years ago. How true to our times those questions are. When we see a man who has abused his wife and children for years and is a drunk and has cursed God and yet

What can I say?She's my mom. And if you know me, you know my mom. We are the same in some ways and yet very different in others. She had me at the age of fifteen and came to the Main Land with four kids and not speaking one lick of English. Determined to start a better life for herself and her children. She left all that was familiar to her...her family, her friends, her country to escape abuse and pain. Coming to New York she thought that she would encounter something better, only to receive some of the same that she had left. Yet through it all she didn't give up and she definetly did not give us up. Though I am sure that it would've been an easier life for her not to have four children tagging along. She was your typical mom...chancleta (sometimes "la correa) and all. She had our cultural sayings and there was always arroz, habichuelas and pollo frito...she tried to make the best of what was thrown at her. I would see her cry many times but after a good cry she woul