For forty years, I worked my small tobacco farm in Pinar del Rio, Cuba. After the revolution, everything changed. The government took most of what we grew. Many of my neighbors gave up on God - they said the revolution was the only hope. But I could not abandon Jesus.
Secret Church in Communist Cuba
My wife and I held secret prayer meetings in our farmhouse. We would invite neighbors after dark, covering the windows so no one would see us reading the Bible by candlelight. It was dangerous - Christians were seen as counterrevolutionaries. But we could not stop meeting with Jesus.
Surviving Cuba's Special Period
The hardest years were the 1990s during the Special Period, after the Soviet Union collapsed. There was no fuel for tractors, no fertilizer, no food in the stores. We survived on what little we could grow with our hands and oxen. Many nights, we went to bed hungry.
God's Peace in Desperate Prayer
One morning, I walked through my tobacco field in despair. The plants were withering from disease. I fell to my knees in the red dirt and prayed, "Lord, I have nothing left but You." In that moment, I felt His peace wash over me. I heard Him say in my spirit, "That is enough."
That year, despite the disease, we had enough harvest to survive. Neighbors who had rejected the church began asking questions. How did we have hope when everything seemed hopeless? I told them about Jesus.
Faithful Through Every Season
Now I am 82 years old. I have seen governments rise and fall. But Jesus has remained faithful through every season. My little farmhouse church has grown to over fifty believers. Jesus is still Lord in Cuba.
