Amazonian Wednesdays 🌴

Today’s post is another story from my first year as a missionary, written in May 1998. (Three years after this writing, the pastor’s wife mentioned here became my mother-in-law):
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“When Pedro was a little boy, he was around here a lot, a regular attendee of Sunday School,” explains Carmen, the pastor’s wife.
But as Pedro started to grow up and face the pressures of being a teenager in a poor neighborhood with little family support, he became involved in a gang. Just sixteen years old, last year he spent a short period of time in jail for killing another gang member.
But thanks be to God for His indescribably gift! A few weeks ago, after watching a baptismal service from outside the church’s doors, he came timidly inside and prayed to accept Jesus into his heart.
The following week he Continue reading Forgiven for Murder