Praise God, I went to the "miracles" service and it was a Benny Hinn clone. The worship was okay and the word was accurate, then he started laying on hands. He starts screaming out, FIRE! Everyone starts falling out except me. It was a cult. I know I shouldn't judge or risk judgement, but I would not recommend that church to anyone. It would be nice to meet a Holy Spirit filled, speaking in tongues, Christian who isn't in a cult or mentally unstable.
So much has happened since I last posted. I only had 30 minutes as a visitor to the library, so I had to drop $25 to get a temporary library card for the real deal. Praise God, I would love to rip Seattle and the whole mess of humanity that dwells here, but God prevents me.
I went out witnessing with Martin, the guy I met outside the library, and we walked East while spreading the Gospel. We brought someone to the LORD and we also ministered to a guy who is dying from Cancer. We prayed for his healing and recovery, but who knows. You want to think God will heal him, but I am not the one looking at Cancer. Sometimes it is so easy to say, I'll pray for you, when in fact that is sort of a cop out. Someday God will move in my life with signes and wonders I know it.
Pastor Troy from the Chinese church I have been attending is going to help me send out Bibles to Josef and Line in Guadalajara. I an hoping to leave Seattle, please God soon, and go back to Guadalajara. I want to spend as much time as I can there and learn Spanish. Really learn Spanish. I think the LORD wants me to learn Spanish and Chinese. I know here I go again. I am going to marry America, Carlos is going to be the spark of the Revival, and PLOP, nothing. Praise Jesus, I am learning and God is faithful and patient.
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