To Love Again

By Lilliam Hernandez

Marriage can be a beautiful thing. Likewise it can sometimes bring sorrow, grief, and pain as it is in this true story. This is a story of love, betrayal, and a path of sorrow, but in the midst of that sorrow, there is hope. Although skeptical and fearful at first, this woman realizes that, yes, it is very possible to love again.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Jun 9, 2021
• ISBN: 9781098079826

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To Love Again

Lilliam Hernandez

Copyright © 2021 by Lilliam Hernandez

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Table of Contents

L. A. B. I.

Marriage

Ministry and Motherhood

Disappointment

Shattering News

Working Mom

A Message from God

I wish to dedicate this book to my older son Jose Enrrique Córdova for being such a strong, patient, and compassionate child as we both struggled to get through some difficult times. I am proud of the young man you have become.

Love, Mom

Chapter 1

L. A. B. I.

Behold I have placed before you an open door.

—Rev. 3:8

Iwas very excited and a little nervous at the same time that today, I would be going to El Paso, Texas, to start my first year in Bible College at Latin American Bible Institute. Ever since I was thirteen years old, I had made that very important decision to attend when I felt led of the Lord to do so. My father had told me that when the day came, he would drive me himself, a twelve-hour drive! Through hugs and tears, I said goodbye to my mother and siblings. I would be the second one to leave home; my older sister, Ligia, had already left home to college in San Antonio. She was also going with us on the trip, so my father would be stopping by to pick her up.

Finally, we arrived at the school. It was not a very big campus. We were given a short tour of the place. Ligia and I went to see the girls’ dorms, and I went ahead and picked my bunk. It was a large room with about sixteen bunk beds. I picked a bottom one. My father didn’t stay very long. We said our goodbyes, and I really felt the pain of separation this