Pools of water and urine had collected on the ground where we were to set up the music gear. A few girls on the team were kind enough to buy a bottle of liquid soap and pour it all over the ground and broom it back and forth. The stench actually turned into a sweet aroma - like the Presence of God that night, an attractive fragrance, drawing people to Himself. He has His ways. We thanked God for a prime location to worship Him and see His salvation welcomed into broken and repentant hearts. Some rats could be seen on the perimeter as we were packing up. We knew this is where we were supposed to be… the bus stop.



BRAZIL 2011