Our trip originally flew us into Havana directly from Atlanta, GA. Immigration as well as customs was simple and hassle free. It was the same way leaving Havana, returning home to the US. In order to reach Pastor Enrique on The Island of Youth, we had to take another full day of travel. … [Read more...] about An American in Cuba: Faith and Ferry Rides
“Come, follow me,” Jesus said, “and I will send you out to fish for people.” Mark 1:17 As a child I spent, my summers at the ocean with my family. I first learned to float with my grandmother in the ocean, and my first catch of fish as a child was on the beach. I remember hovering over … [Read more...] about An American in Cuba: Fishers of Men
God is everywhere, in all people. This is a fact. For I see it with my eyes, I feel it, and it is real. I have yet to visit one place where God’s presence and existence isn’t found. I’ve seen him in prison. I have felt him at sunrise, singing worship with 400 children in Honduras. I … [Read more...] about An American in Cuba: Seek and you Shall Find…
One of the first things I learned about Cuba is that there is normal time, and then there is “Cuba Time”. These folks get in no hurry nor do they always stick to a precise plan. On the flip side of this idea, is that they are all cool about this. No fussing or mumbling. No eye rolling or loosing … [Read more...] about An American in Cuba: Javier’s Coffee
To bare honesty, I knew nothing of Cuba going into my trip. I had heard of a man named Fidel Castro, and my idea of Cuba was one of skepticism. That is all. I went into this adventure completely blind. I see this as an offering. The ability to have a completely open and new mind, to learn … [Read more...] about Meeting Cuba, Face to Face
