As the daughter of two loving and hard-working parents from Central and South America, I’m grateful they had the courage to be the first in their families to immigrate to the United States for better opportunities. They met as young adults in New York City, married, had my sister and me, and went on to run their respective businesses.

As a native New Yorker, I’ve grown up embracing my Hispanic heritage and have been fascinated with people of diverse backgrounds. It’s still wonderful to recall that October day when a group of believers in Christ who worked at the United Nations invited me to their weekly meeting to speak about my first book. A week later I shared my brief testimony at an evening service at a multicultural church that meets in a former Broadway theater. Speaking to multicultural groups about God’s love is only a glimpse of what heaven will be like when we see people from different nations come together as the body of Christ.

In Revelation, the apostle Jo