On our second day of evangelism we stopped at a house where the grandmother was a believer. She asked if we could pray for her little grandson. She said he was a deaf mute. His name was Justin and he was 4 years old.
Early the day I had had a vision of a colored shirt (I thought it was orange) with a white emblem in the corner. That night at La Cosecha Baracoa, Linda had a word of knowledge: "David." She didn't know what to make of it because this was her first word of knowledge.