Jailed for his faith in Castro’s Cuba a young pastor learned to live holding on to God’s hand.
“When those enormous doors slammed behind me I got the impression of having entered a hostile and alien world; it struck me that I was being dragged down into the very bowels of hell.” This is how the story begins of a young pastor separated from his pregnant wife who is suddenly thrust behind bars because of his religious convictions. There he became acquainted with a dimension of life previously unknown to him. A jail can be a dark swamp where freedom hope and even human dignity are compromised but it can also be a place where God’s light shines even more brightly in contrast with the darkness. There the faith he had cultivated as a child led him to see in those cells the birth of an underground church.
