“Sometimes, God starts with the simplest ingredients—a conversation, a prayer, a plate of churros—and turns them into something extraordinary.” In this interview, we explore the journey of the Churros and Chocolate Faith Community, a vibrant bilingual and multicultural group dedicated to making disciples of Christ while celebrating cultural diversity. From humble beginnings, they’ve grown into a welcoming space for all.
In Psalm 23, the most favored psalm of generations, the same thing happens. God prepares a table before you in the presence of your enemies, anoints your head with oil, and fills your cup to the point of overflowing. He is your host, extending you an invitation to His table of abundance and joy. Naturally, here he blesses you (Shalaj) with goodness (Hemet), and mercy (Hesed) will follow you every day of our lives. Where Church is Born The silence of four centuries erupts in excitement, and Jesus Christ inaugurates a new era with intimate and profound implications. Now, God is present! He converses, laughs, cries, and invites us all to celebrate and remember his life, teachings, and miracles around His table (Luke 15:2; 22:15-20). There, between surprises and scares, the church is born around a table! Every moment of being together was a good time to break bread, eat together with unwavering joy. Love anchored so profound that they shared with everyone according to their needs, so much so that no one had a shortage (Acts 2:42-47). Immediately, the apostle Paul encourages us to wait for everyone to come to the table and celebrate the meal with deep gratitude. And why not if the blessing of this meal extends all the ways towards the heavens, anticipating the biggest banquet celebration of the lamb’s wedding. God understands the language of fellowship, joy, and festivity that food, family, and community offer. For this reason, he invites us to experience his delight amid our Hispanic-Latino communities. The last time I saw Mrs. Alicia, it was in my dreams in another city. I could feel his hugs, the kiss on my cheek, and saying to me with a smile, “Eliseo, now it’s your turn, serve yourself like a piece of bread for hungry people to eat, and give as generously as I have given you.” I never saw it again, but somewhere in my wallet, I have a hidden coin, in my mind a delicious “Semita,” and in my heart the genuine desire to invite you to the table. The food is served and warm! Come here! And celebrate with me. Come here! Sit at the table, Jesus Christ is with you, and I invite you to celebrate with me because shared food is a blessed table good.