By: Nereida Rosario
“….When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.” Isaiah 43:2B
Thanksgiving Day, my favorite calendar holiday will soon be upon us and as I usually do during this time of year, I’m processing life moments. A specific one comes to mind: It is the first Wednesday of this year, 2011. I am standing with my brothers and sisters in church and our worship Minister leads us into our next song….”Love Came Down and Rescued Me, Love Came Down and Set me Free, Now, I am Yours, I’m Forever Yours, Mountains high or valley low, I sing out, remind my soul, that I am Yours, I am forever Yours.” Before long, I am weeping. The weeping is not a sudden, single occurrence but something that has happened quite frequently as life starts to unfold into what I call “a new normal” and as I am reminded of all that took place. With the event behind us but with emotions so raw and so close to the surface, it doesn’t take much these days to go into a “weep fest.” It comes suddenly, flooding my soul like a tsunami wave, overcome with songs of thanksgiving, praises and prayers before my God. You see, just one year ago crisis came knocking at my family’s door. It came so unexpected, so sudden…literally weakening me at the knees, losing my bearings upon hearing the prognosis. It was Thursday, September 30, and I was at choir rehearsal. I got a call from my husband, Edwin. He was with our girls and he didn’t sound well. He told me that he was feeling very dizzy and his vision was flashing (he could only describe it as when you are looking at a ceiling fan too long and your eyes try to adjust to the blades moving…a flashing movement.) I got home and we drove him to an urgent care facility and they informed us that we needed to take him to an emergency
room. While in the ER he also felt a strong headache and a CT scan was performed. Close to midnight the ER doctor came to our room. Grabbing Edwin by one hand and grabbing my hand with his other we formed a circle in that tiny ER room. He informed us that Edwin would be staying at the hospital for a few days. He told us that the scan revealed a tumor on the rear lower right side of his brain. The worst case scenario, we were informed, could be cancer. It felt like a sucker punch to my abdomen and I started gasping for quick gulps of air. I grabbed and held on to the bed Edwin laid on, because I could not stand on my own. I told the doctor that he must be mistaken and that this could not be. It was September 30, and in one week on, October 9, Edwin and I would be celebrating our 11th wedding anniversary. It was on my mind that in 1998, after battling with a diagnosis and long illness, my first husband died one week after our 11th wedding anniversary. This could not be happening, this could not be so! I began to weep and to ponder: I looked up and exclaimed “Are you kidding me?” Oh the many questions! Immediately the calls, emails and texts for prayers were sent out. People all around the US, even as far as Australia, joined the Rosario Family as we lifted Edwin to our God in prayer and fasting. The next morning as I explained to our two girls that their daddy was in the hospital, I told them that we had some trouble and we would be tested like a bible story we had just done on the 3 Jewish boys: Shadrach, Mischak and
Abdengo. Maya, who is 7, immediately quoted me Psalms 91…”He who dwells in the shelter of the most high God will rest in the shadow of the Almighty, I will say of the Lord He is my refuge my fortress my God in Him will I trust.” Sofia, my four year old reminded me that even though the 3 Jewish boys went into the fire, they were not alone because God was in the fire with them and He saved them and not even their hairs were burned:
When I think about the Lord and what He’s done, I weep with joy and I find that I can easily just breathe! I pray the same for you in this day.
Reflection Corner:
1.) Here Is there a song that reminds you to be thankful? Sing it and remember His goodness.
2.) A speaker I recently heard said that if God was in the fire with the three Jewish boys, then that was the safest place to be. Can you believe that in your situation?

e, I am the mother of three beautiful girls. Stephanie- 22 years old; Ashley- almost 19 years old and Alexandria-almost 15 years old. I am also the sister to two beautiful women (Jacqueline and Katherine) and the daughter to wonderful parents (Susie and Nestor Perez) who were pastors inNew Jerseyto a wonderful congregation for over 30 years.
all three of their daughters to serve God and serve in some type of ministry. However, I was not excited about any of it and didn’t want any part in this “ministry business”! I could not wait to turn 18 and leave my home and stop attending church, never mind serving in any ministry capacity. Yes, I was a rebel, the black sheep, the why kid- the kid that wouldn’t let go of something if it didn’t make sense. I never liked to do things a certain way just because that is what we are suppose to do and not really understand the reasoning behind it.
As soon as I turned 18 my night and shining armor, my prince, my ticket out came knocking on my door with a sweet proposal for marriage. It was a moment of “where do I sign”???!!!
attitude of gratitude and to find a learning nugget through each experience. It wasn’t always this way, I was a whiner and complainer in my early years but God has taught me to find joy in the journey. I love this time of year because it is refreshing to stop and give thanks to the one who has given it all for us. I don’t believe that mere words can express the thankfulness in my heart for all the Lord has done in my life; images at times can express so much more. So here is my rendition of why I have thanksgiving in my heart – for all He has done for me!![work_i_do[1]](https://silviaarvelo.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/work_i_do11.jpg?w=150&h=112)

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was explaining to the audience how some Christian women enter a room with what she described as “Swag deficiency”. We enter with our heads down, our shoulders down and barely look up to see where we are going. We carry ourselves almost ashamed of what we are or who we belong to.
husband was unemployed for seven months, our savings was quickly running out, and our marriage was falling apart by the seams. I had two choices to make, either I dwell on the things we did not have and get depressed or choose to thank God for the things I did have and trust Him to provide. It wasn’t always easy, but I decided to Trust God and He has been so faithful to us. He provided food through gift cards, and cash, shelter, encouragement and prayer from family and friends. Our needs were always met and I will forever be grateful and thankful to God and to those who allowed themselves to be used by Him to help us in our time of need. We are still going through some rough patches, but I rejoice with “A Heart of Thankfulness” because I know the Lord will see us through them all. So no matter what you might be going through in your life at this present moment, I want to encourage you to sing a new song of “thankfulness” unto God for He has given us yet another day filled with His love, grace and mercies.
Why do we have to lose special people in our lives? I ask the question because at this stage in my life I should have the “textbook answer” memorized and ingrained in my mind. However, when something hits you in the heart, the answer to this question doesn’t really matter or have much value.
llow deliberate attacks from the enemy to steal our confidence. We have all been there, and for some of us we have allowed our doubts to tear up at our dreams. We have allowed it to stop us in our tracks in moving forward with what God has planned for us. I will be the first to admit it. I have allowed fear to stop me dead in my tracks, to lose out on some wonderful opportunities and meet some pretty neat people. Sometimes fear even holds us back from a job promotions, getting that much deserved break in life because we are afraid to go for it. Why? Because we are afraid of failure!!! Let’s call it for what it is, we are afraid that others will see our limited capabilities. (unless you are God, I have news for you, YOU DO have limited capabilities!) We are not perfect on this side of heaven so we should not place that expectation on ourselves. We may fail at some things and royally fail at others, but the worst failure of all is to never have tried!
ly strength.