Saturday was a day in Ubaúna. Really.
We drove around the town to check out places we’ve not looked at before. And we found them.
We spent time in Paxólas with a passel of little, dirty kids playing in rain water runoff. We hugged on them, had them sitting in our laps, made them smile and went with them into their slowly melting mud “homes” (the intense rain is washing away the mud walls that make up their houses). We going to throw them a party in a few days. THAT is going to be fun.
We visited with some folks who did not feel like they were “worthy” of being in church. They showed up in the service tonight.
We prayed over folks with some serious illness and health problems. Some of them were healed.
We had people telling us stories of victory over the Evil One. They thanked us profusely.
Humbling.
It was a day in Ubaúna. Really.
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