I was born in Puerto Rico, the eldest of three daughters.
Though my parents were together all my life, my father’s alcoholism created a tense environment. My parents brought me to the South Bronx soon after my 1st birthday. Living in the South Bronx was an adventure. I grew up fast. High school was coming-out for me. Getting high and parties was common. By college time, sex, drugs and godless living was the norm. After a year I quit college and went to work. It was in a “get high” gathering that I met Phil who would become my husband.
The first few weeks of marriage were good.
I had a great paying job at that time. We lived well, but Phil wanted to further his education. He decided to go to computer school but because it was during the day, he could not work a full time job and he wanted to bring home the money. We decided to start a small drug business to bring in some funds but things got bad. He became addicted and abusive. Long story short, we separated. During this time of separation Phil gave himself to the Lord on the 33rd floor balcony of his brother’s residence. Soon, Phil came for me with an ultimatum whether to relocate to Lancaster, Pennsylvania with him or not. When we got to Pennsylvania we started looking for a church, but we were not sure where to go. One day while watching the 700 Club we decided to call and see if they could direct us to one and they did. They recommended the First Assembly of God where two weeks later I gave my heart to the Lord.
Well, here I am and God is doing a great and fabulous thing with us and our ministry. He is significantly using us to grow and provide great leadership over the body He has given us and for me over the women.