I have lost my faith, my mennonites, my community, my church.
It has been so very, very difficult.
And I am very, really sorry that I lost it.
It’s been very, too, hard.
But I am not going to let it take me from here, I am going to do everything I can to get back.
I was in the hospital, in a lot of pain.
I felt that I could not be my best self.
The people of this community have not been there for me, my family.
And my wife and children, they have not helped me.
But the people of the church have, and I am proud of them.
I have been in so much pain, and so much fear.
But in the end, it was the church that saved me.
This was my first meeting in my church, my first baptism, my last baptism.
It was a very spiritual experience.
It opened my eyes to the way God loves us.
The first time I heard the word of God, I was blown away.
I can’t describe how much I feel now.
The way I look at the church is that it’s like my father.
I see him and I know that he’s there, and we know that.
My father is there.
He’s in heaven with me.
He is in a great place.
I am with him in the church.
I know how he loves me.
When I go to church, I pray for my father, for his family, for all the other people that are with me and in my life.
This is a church where God loves me and I love him.
I love the people in this community.
I think that this is the only place where I can be happy.
I want to be there with them.
The only place I can go to and be with God, in all of my experiences, is in the mens congregation.
It is not only the ménonters, it is the people who are in the congregation, the people that go to the méthode, the mérida community, the títulós.
It feels like a family.
This community has been there to help me.
The ménons community has always been there, for me.
I will always have them.
But we need to be here together.
We need to find ways to be in touch.
We have to talk.
We will talk about it.
I don’t want to lose the menonters.
But it has been very difficult, because of the fear of losing my faith.
When you lose faith, the most difficult thing is losing your faith.
I feel that it is very difficult for me to live.
It can be difficult to come to terms with losing my religion.
But this is my faith and my family and my church have been there.
I cannot let it all go.
I do not want to give up my faith just because of fear.
This isn’t something that I want.
I just want to get out of there.
It doesn’t bother me that my family is scared of losing me.
There is no doubt that they will have to live with it, that their life will be impacted.
But they have the support of the community and the mórát, that’s it.
There will be no problems.
We all have the same goal.
We want to live as brothers and sisters, as good people, as brothers.
I believe that the mónteras is going to continue to work to strengthen this community and to help to bring all the members of this congregation together.
That’s our goal.
I wish that this community would continue to give us the support that we need, but I don´t think it can.
The members of the congregation have been here before.
They know the church, they know what we have to do, they are very, dedicated.
They have supported me for years and years.
I respect that.
We are brothers and we are sisters.
We must not let our family members fear what is going on in the community.
There are no questions about my family, my children, my wife.
I would love to have the family of my husband and of my two daughters.
I miss them.
They were my closest people.
I still love them, and they are my friends. And the mírída, the community, is a part of my family as well.
But, as long as I am here, there is no way for me not to be a part.
I pray that my children will continue to come here, that they can still be part of this family.
They are my brothers and my sisters.
I also pray that we can all be together.
I hope that we will come together.
The world is a very dangerous place.
We know that the world is not going away, and that it