THE FINAL DAYS.....

We were able to feed another comunity on the Saturday before we left. Neither Jennie nor I were feeling well, as the saying goes, we had a bicicle in our stomache. (I felt like I had two!) . Our strength was drained but the Lord proved Himself faithful. Javier prayed for strength, restoration, and healing. When time came to preach, I was restored and able to share the gospel and pray for many people. 20-30 people recieved Christ in thier lives. "please don´t be curteous" I said, " only pray the prayer if you feel the presence of Jesus drawing you". Many testified later that they felt blessed and loved by the Lord. We were able to pray for healing for many and several had pain leave their body.


I also was able to witness something that most have never seen. Dave Rios, a fellow missionary here, ate a chicken foot.
















If we had to sum up our trip, Jennie and I would have to say that both of us experienced God at a new level. When you are part of His work, you realize it is His work. He literally does everything. We siply position ourselves to be used by Him. Our prayer is that more people would positon themselves to be used by the Lord. Simply because, the harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few. Fire of God, come!