Captive Audience - Global Encounters

Some people have writer’s block because they don’t know how to start, I am having trouble writing because my mind is thinking in broken Spanish sentences. (Note to Madre: I owe Sra. de Pitts a ginormous thank you.)

Anyway, about Wednesday… en la mañana, our group met up with a group of Peruvian college students to do some street witnessing at a park near the river. Pastor Nelson and Pastor Salazar (who are hilariously scary when together) may have interesting ways of gathering a crowd, but it worked. After Elizabeth’s purse was [not] stolen by Pastor Nelson, there was a good crowd. Then God did something really neat. It rained – poured actually – for a while. No, the rain here in Pucallpa wasn’t unusual, but the timing and place were perfect. The crowd had to gather under the pavilion in the center of the square. We were able to sing praises to our amazing Lord in English and Spanish; Pastor Nelson was also able to speak to his now “captive audience.” A wonderful experience and totally a God-thing. A number of people prayed to receive salvation.

After the rain let up and we were freed from our shelter, we went down to “la playa.” I say that in quotations because I would not call it much of a beach. From there all of us (gringos and the Peruvian group) piled into two boats and took a short trip down the lovely Ucayali River (tributary of the Amazon). We stopped at the zoo. That is really all there is to say about the zoo – pictures are worth more words. Especially note the one of [Mommy] Elizabeth (yes, I have decided to call her that for the trip) and the anaconda. Facial expressions are priceless.

There is, of course, much else to say about the kids’ program that night and all kinds of other things, but I am tired. Buenos noches. Dios te bendiga.

Katie, for the team

Elizabeth Johnson and Katie