Hot and long day yesterday. Finished the fourth house. After we dedicated the new house to the Lord, we prayed over the family as they always do. In the middle of prayer, praise erupted and after about five spontaneous songs, the team made what you might call and alter call.
It’s hard to call it an alter when the call came in a on the side of a hill atop a long flight is steps made of tires filled with mud.
After the worship, one of the gentlemen that has been working with us all week and with the team here for over a year stepped up to give his life to the Lord. Omar. A sweet spirited guy of about 30 years old surrendered.
My friend Eric explained the houses are just a hook to lead people to the Lord, but in my mind the whole day I was thinking there’s got to be a better way. Got to be a way to get people saved without such a sacrifice, While I was painting the house red, I was reminded that only by the blood is there salvation.
Today we travel outside the city to visit a more rural setting. Technically a day of rest, but the way this group moves, I don’t expect to be still. Pray again for the five full time missionaries who stay here all year round. They raise their own support. They work so much harder than us, and it would be nice to sincerely lift their hands.
The Joseph Factor 