Iglesia de Dios

Clutching the worn, Spanish-language hymnal, Abuela Rosa shuffled towards Iglesia de Dios. The familiar scent of incense and old wood welcomed her. The Iglesia de Dios had been her sanctuary for decades, a constant amidst the ever-shifting landscape of Jersey City. It stood as a testament to the enduring faith of the growing Latino community. The church wasn’t grand or imposing like some cathedrals. But its simple brick facade, with the gabled roof reaching towards the heavens, held a quiet dignity. Iglesia de Dios was founded in 1993, a relatively young congregation compared to some of the older churches in the city. Yet, it quickly became the spiritual heart for many families, offering solace and community in a new land. Inside, sunlight filtered through stained-glass windows, illuminating the worn wooden pews. The air vibrated with the murmur of prayers and the rustle of clothing as people settled in for the service. Abuela Rosa found her usual spot in the third row, her fingers tracing the inscription on the back of the pew in front of her. She remembered the fundraising dinners, the endless tamales and empanadas, all to help purchase these very pews for the growing Iglesia de Dios congregation. The church was more than just a place of worship. It was a community center, a place where families celebrated baptisms and weddings. It was also where they mourned losses and sought comfort. Iglesia de Dios was a living testament to their resilience, their faith, and their unwavering hope for a brighter future. As the first notes of the organ filled the sanctuary, Abuela Rosa closed her eyes, a sense of peace washing over her. Here, within the walls of Iglesia de Dios, she was home.