From Pain to Eternal Love

come from a dysfunctional family. My parents separated when I was very young, and I grew up with my mom, my stepfather, my grandparents, and my two brothers in a home marked by addictions, constant arguments, and deep emotional wounds. Without realizing it, I adopted the same patterns I saw around me. I began living among parties, alcohol, and empty relationships, searching for something to fill the huge emptiness I felt in my heart.
No matter how many times I went out or how many friends I was with… when I got home, the emptiness was still there. Pain, sadness, and loneliness were constant.
I spent many years in a romantic relationship that started well but, over time, became toxic. He was unfaithful to me several times, and I forgave him again and again.
I was trapped in a cycle of emotional dependency, believing I couldn’t live without him… because at least he gave me a little of that “love” I was so desperately looking for.
But one day, everything began to change. My mom met Jesus. And little by little, everyone in our home began to have a real encounter with God. The addictions disappeared, and He began restoring my family from the inside out. Even so, I was still clinging to that relationship that hurt me so much. I couldn’t let it go.
Until one day, it all ended. And the pain was so deep that I began having suicidal thoughts. I felt like I couldn’t go on anymore. I remember one day kneeling alone in my room and saying to God with my whole soul:
“God, I don’t know You… but I’ve been told that You heal hearts. Please heal mine, because I can’t take it anymore.”

“I have been waiting for you all your life. I am going to heal you.”

That was the beginning of my love story with Jesus.
Since then, my life isn’t perfect, but it is full. He has begun to heal every broken part of me. He has taught me what real love is, what true peace is, and what purpose means. Today I can say that I am no longer the same. Jesus rescued me from pain, from dependency, from darkness… and gave me a new life.
If you are going through a season of emptiness, pain, or loneliness: God is waiting for you too. He heals, restores, and transforms.
You only have to say, “Here I am”… and He will do the rest.

When Everything Breaks… and God Still Remains

After Jesus came into our lives and began restoring our wounds, we thought the worst was behind us… but then came the hardest trial we could ever imagine.
Mi hermano se sometió a una cirugía, y por una negligencia médica, terminó en coma.
My brother underwent surgery, and due to medical negligence, he ended up in a coma.
Six months. Six months of hospitals, waiting, praying through tears. And the question was: Where was God?
And yet… He was there. In every hug from the church. In every prayer that held us up. In every unexpected act of help from friends and even from people we didn’t know. God was revealing Himself, even when everything seemed to be falling apart.
During those months, something incredible happened: in the middle of pain, God moved us to love.
As a family, we began helping others, sharing the love of Jesus, and serving people.
Until one day… my brother died.
There are no words to describe that pain. I felt my soul shatter.
But if I’m here telling this story, it’s because only God could sustain us.
The years went by, and we kept serving. We helped, loved, and walked alongside others… but we didn’t know that more goodbyes were still waiting for us.
One day, without warning, my grandfather—who lived with us—suffered a stroke and died instantly.
And shortly after, my grandmother became seriously ill.

Hospitals became our second home. We slept in waiting rooms, on chairs, on cold floors. We learned how to do dialysis at home without being doctors—only out of love.
And when there was nothing more to do, she passed away as well.
And then… the pandemic came.
In 2021, the whole world broke. But the blow was deeply personal.
My mom and my stepfather became seriously ill with COVID.
Both ended up in intensive care.
My mom survived.
My stepfather died.

That day… the pain paralyzed me.
I couldn’t breathe. My chest hurt—literally.
It was as if my heart had shattered into a thousand pieces, and there was nothing left.
Anxiety suffocated me. Sadness buried me. Thoughts of death returned.
Only one prayer came out of me, broken and exhausted:
“Jesus… please save me. I don’t want to live like this.”

When God Leads You to Truly Heal

After so much accumulated pain, suppressed tears, and deep wounds that I tried to cover by serving God, one day the answer to my prayer came.
Jesus led me into a true process of inner healing. I began receiving counseling, inner healing sessions, and therapy. And through that process, I realized something I had never clearly understood before:
Throughout everything I lived, I never stopped.
I never sat down to cry, to process, to say goodbye, to heal. I thought that serving God and helping others was enough…
But it wasn’t.
Because God doesn’t only care about what we do for Him.
He cares about our hearts. And He wanted to heal mine.
Some time later, completely unexpectedly, God spoke to me about moving to Argentina to attend a supernatural school.
It wasn’t in my plans. But I said yes.

And it was there that God began bringing to light all the wounds I was still carrying inside.
He began showing me the toxic patterns I had repeated for years. I had to break many mental, emotional, and spiritual structures.

It was a difficult process… but it was a process of freedom.
To this day, I am still healing. I am still choosing to be better every day.
Not because I have everything figured out, but because I know God walks with me step by step. And His love never runs out.
Today, after all this journey, God has placed a new purpose in my heart:
To walk alongside women who have experienced pain, sadness, anxiety, toxic relationships…
And to show them, through my own testimony, that healing is possible.
That it is possible to start again.
That God restores everything.

He only needs a willing heart.
And if yours is broken today… I assure you that Jesus wants to heal you too.

The Love That Restores Everything
Today I look back and can’t believe everything I lived through… and everything God did in the midst of so much pain.
I grew up in a broken family, searched for love where there was none, clung to relationships that destroyed me, lost people I loved deeply, and spent entire nights unable to breathe because of the pain.
But I also experienced something that changed everything:
I was found by the love of Jesus.
A love that did not judge me.
A love that did not demand that I be okay before coming close.
A love that simply said to me: “I have been waiting for you all your life.”

And from that moment on, I was never alone again.
God healed my heart step by step. He led me to face my wounds, to stop running from pain, and to embrace my process.
He took me far from my comfort zone to transform me from the inside out.
And He showed me that service does not replace healing. That helping others is beautiful, but allowing Him to help me first was what truly saved me.

Today, I am not perfect.

And if you are reading this with a wounded heart, confused, maybe tired of fighting alone… I want to tell you something with all my being:
Healing is possible.
There is a new beginning.
And that beginning has a name: Jesus.
He doesn’t expect you to arrive strong. He only expects you to arrive.
And when you do… He will never let you go.