Yesterday I went downtown Guadalajara, I came back really sad. My beautiful city is crying. My people are dying.
The vibrant colors and concrete beauties blur away in the penetrating smell of soul poverty and spiritual darkness.
Before I fell into deep helplessness and horror, the Holy Spirit reminded me:
God cares. God sees, He hears our cry and understands our pain. He is the only One who can free us from this bondage of sin. He can change things and He wants to.
I can’t change a thing. But I can pray, I will pray…will you join me?