It all started on a warm day of the week, we were sitting at the best American-Indian restaurant ever. We had just finished eating when Rolland Baker thought that it would be fun to walk around and slay people with the Spirit. I was one of them.
I wanted to see blind eyes open. On the Bush-Bush outreach, we were going house to house praying. I was knelt down on the ground praying for a sick baby with others. When I stood up I saw another group praying. I was led to go over to go to that group.
We were going hut to hut for evangelism in bush-bush. We stopped by and older mama’s house and she wanted to know Jesus and had really bad eye sight. Well, she got saved (just THAT EASY!) and we prayed for her eyes. We were a group of white Iris visitors, Iris Bible School pastors and an interpreter.
In the night before the Jesus movie in outreach (bush-bush), one old man came to me smiling, smelling of alcohol and drunk, telling me a sad history and begging for some money. I changed conversation and started telling about Jesus and how to be saved. After that he told me, “I will return to my house and come back with my wife and children. Give me just ten minutes.”