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My name is Ailyn Arnaiz.  I am 22 years old.  I have 2 children.  When my husband found out I had this disease, he left me.  I am left all alone.  I came to this center 4 months ago.  My mother is taking care of my two children, ages two years and four years.  My mother and youngest child both carry this disease. 


Tuberculosis is a dreaded disease, becoming obsolete in the Western world.  It’s called the “poor man sickness.”  A germ called mycobacterium tuberculosis causes TB – usually attacking the lungs but can also damage other parts of the body.  TB spreads through the air but is curable with proper nutrition and medication.

I had the privilege of visiting the shelter with my team. As our team unloaded from the back of our vehicle, men, women, and a few children (ages 9 – 37) gathered in the common area to sing songs and share testimonies.  A common thread of being shunned from their families and leaving loved ones behind tied them together.  After hearing the testimony of Marisol, a lady who worked hard to provide for her family and ignored her condition until blood was seeping from her eyes and nose, my heart broke for her and the rest of the patients.  Marisol arrived at the center months ago, and I would like to say she looks beautiful.  

At the end of their program, we were asked to share encouraging words, the thoughts of how these precious princesses and princes of Christ have been given a life that God trusts them with because He promises He will never give anyone more than they can handle came to my mind.  Romans 5:3 states that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.  As our team shared, tears flooded the mess hall.  God’s hand is heavily on each one in the center, and He loves them dearly.

After the program, we were able to visit around the premises to see the small cottages where they live and the creative gardens they plant.  We were able to pray with them and exchange stories.  Before we arrived, we were informed that we should bring hand sanitizer to clean our hands between each shaking of hands for our own protection.  But as I heard and saw the pain and feeling of rejection of God’s beloved ones, I wanted to hug them – I wanted them to know how much they are loved. I believe Jesus would have embraced them.  As we began hugging our new friends, tears began to fall – women began to break.  It was as if they had lost the feeling of being held and embraced.

I ask your prayer for restoration in their lives, both physically and emotionally.  These precious gemstones are loved by our Creator, and He calls them His Beloved. 

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