My Journey from Castro to Christ
After fleeing Cuba, my family was barely surviving. Then a California church gave us a new lease on life.
Carlos Ferrer
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From
the earliest time I can remember, I had an intense longing for peace.
Born in Havana, Cuba, in the early 1950s, I was aware from a young age
that our country was in a constant state of violence. At night, it was
common for our family to hear gunfire and bombs going off in the
distance. These were the beginning years of Fidel Castro’s Cuban
Revolution.
By
the latter part of the 1950s, the sounds of war were getting closer to
our neighborhood and louder by the day. On January 8, 1959, Castro ...
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Wednesday, November 13, 2019
My Journey from Castro to Christ
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