The long-awaited evangelism campaign was upon us! It was almost a year since Dad had shared with the young people at camp his vision for an evangelistic literature crusade.
That year several bulletins were distributed stating the purpose of the program, the proposed area to be covered, the dates for the four ten-day sessions, the deadline for application, and the sum of money to raise for prepartion materials and participation. The latter requirement was meant to be an exercise of faith, to pray and trust God for specific answers before moving into enemy territory.
A third bulletin went out after the first campaign--a long list of praises, followed by an invitation to join one of the remaining sessions.
Gracias, Señor por . . .Thank you, Lord for . . .
- the team members:
- Erica, in charge of the kitchen
- Rita, in charge of the literature
- Jose, leader and treasurer
- Hugo, driver in charge of the truck
- Peter, in charge of loud speaker equipment
- Aldo, guitarrist
- the choice of the first town--Camilo Aldao
- and an excellent site with shade, water and a bathroom
- the good will of
- the two believers in town
- the neighbors
- the town officials
- the priest who encouraged his parishioners to read our literature
- the $20.000 [pesos] worth of literature sold in five days
A two-page very detailed report of that first week went out as well to further encourage more participants.
I read and reread the long-fogotten account, amazed at how God answered prayer, opened doors and worked in that area.
I read and reread the long-fogotten account, amazed at how God answered prayer, opened doors and worked in that area.
The smattering of photos that I found, after these more than 60 years, are not labeled as to which team or week or location. They are interesting, nevertheless. I catch glimpses of my younger brother who joined in eagerly with the work.
I remembered how very different our relationship with the Catholics when my parents first arrived in Argentina. Now, in more than one instance, the priests sought us out, encouraged our work and even asked for prayer. God was at work on many fronts during those intervening decades.
Then there's the map I sent Mike showing the area surrounding Corral de Bustos and the towns we visited. Recpgnizing that God is always at work, I asked, "Lord, what have You been doing there since then?"
In eternity we will learn the rest of the story.
