“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”
Romans 8:28
It’s not by accident that you are here.
Maybe you stumbled upon my website, searching for a photographer, and before you knew it, you found yourself reading these words. I believe God led you here for a reason.
If there’s one thing I want you to take away from this, it’s that God cares about the details. Yes, you read that right—God cares about the details. And if my story doesn’t make that clear, then I encourage you to read this again, because my testimony will show you just how deeply He does.
I remember when I was 15, my mom encouraged me to create a list of what I wanted in a future husband—everything from his appearance to his interests. At that young age, I made a list that seemed small but meant a lot to me. I wanted him to be taller than me (I’m 5'2"), with brown eyes and dark brown hair. I wanted him to speak both English and Spanish, since my background is Mexican-American. I hoped he’d be athletic, play sports, and have a love for music—especially the guitar or piano, which are my favorites. And most importantly, I wanted him to have a heart that wanted to help others, without being asked. I wanted him to be a leader.
Fast forward to when I was 18, and I met my husband. The funny thing is, when we were in a few months of courting he was actually planning to break up with me. But God had already told me that he was the one, and so I told him, “No, you’re going to marry me.” I’m sure that made for a very confusing drive home for him, and it got even more confusing when he came back to pick me up the next day. But that’s how God works—He shows us the details before we even realize what’s coming.
Looking back, I can see how God orchestrated every detail, even in those early days when I wasn’t fully aware of what was happening. As we grew closer, I started to notice how everything on that list I had made at 15 seemed to line up. He was exactly what I had prayed for, down to the smallest things. It wasn’t just his appearance or the way he spoke; it was the way he cared for others, the way he led with love, the way he made me feel valued and safe.
But the most incredible part of this story isn’t just that God answered my prayers—it’s how He did it in His own perfect timing. I didn’t have to search or chase after what I thought I wanted. God knew what I needed long before I did, and He brought it into my life when I was ready.
As I fast-forward to another chapter of my life, I saw yet another powerful example of how God cares about the details—this time in the journey to conceive my first son. It was a dream I held in my heart, but the months passed, and I struggled with the reality that it wasn’t happening as quickly as I had hoped. The waiting was difficult, and with it came doubts and moments of frustration.
But it was in this time of waiting that God brought someone incredible into my life—my mother-in-law. She played a pivotal role in my journey, not just with love and support, but in the very details of why I couldn’t conceive on my own. She prayed over me, fasted for me, and specifically prayed over my womb, declaring in Jesus Christ’s name that I would conceive.
Her faith and dedication were unwavering, and it wasn’t until later that I began to understand just how deeply God was involved in every part of this. Her prayers, coupled with God's timing, brought me to a place where I would eventually conceive. What I learned through it all was the importance of trusting in God's plan, even when it doesn’t make sense or happen on our timeline. The wait was long, but when the time came, it was a reminder that He had been working in the details all along.
During that time of waiting, God revealed something to me through the scriptures that deeply resonated with my heart. I was reminded of the story of Abraham and Sarah, and how they struggled for years to conceive a child. God promised Sarah that she would bear a son, even when she was well beyond the age of motherhood. She laughed, unsure how it could happen, but God’s response was clear: “Is anything too hard for the Lord?”
In that moment, I realized that even though Sarah doubted and struggled with the timing, God kept His promise because He knew the desires of her heart. And just like Sarah, I was being reminded that God sees and hears the deep longings of my heart. Through these scriptures, I understood that I don’t write my own story—God has complete control over my testimony and my life. The only thing I can control is how I respond to the waiting, to the doubts, and to the emotions that arise.
Instead of reacting with anger or frustration, I chose to surrender and say, "Jesus, I trust You. If this is Your will, then this is how it will happen." I realized that in this season of waiting, it wasn’t about me forcing things to happen—it was about trusting in God’s perfect timing and His plan for me.
As I moved forward in my journey, I began to pray with intention about the details of the child I longed for. I made a list, just as I had done years before when I prayed for my husband. I asked God for my son to be exactly like his father in the most meaningful ways. I prayed that he would have the same kind heart, the same spirit of leadership, and the same passion for others.
But I didn’t stop there. I asked God for very specific details. I prayed that my son would be a boy, just as I had imagined in my heart. I prayed that he would have wavy hair, brown eyes, and light tan skin, just like his father. And each day, I trusted that God, who had orchestrated every part of my story up until that point, would once again show me His faithfulness in the details.
When we found out that my son was going to be a boy, we were beyond overjoyed. It was like all the pieces of my prayers had come together, and I couldn’t help but bow down in awe of God’s faithfulness. I praised Him, giving all the glory and thanks for answering my prayer, knowing that every detail of my son’s life had been meticulously woven together by Him.
Sure enough, when my son arrived, he was healthy and strong—everything I had prayed for. And now, as he’s almost four, I see how each of those little details continues to flourish in him. He’s this spunky, bright, and funny little boy who reminds me every day of God’s goodness and how He truly works in the details of our lives.
But even after that, God continued to show me His faithfulness. It wasn’t just in the conception of my son, but in every step after. As human as I am, I wanted another child—this time, so my son could have the same deep connections with his siblings that I have with mine. I wanted him to have those moments and memories that come from growing up with siblings.
So, two years after my son turned two, we decided we were ready to try for another baby. And again, I knew that God would work in the details, just as He had done before.