The most important event of the month was the outreach in Amaru. We had a wonderful outreach with the HeartCry missionaries. Ten people went to all the addresses (138) that I had in my records. That went out for two full days. We managed to talk to people, share the Gospel with them, answer their questions and build relationships. I believe we'll see fruit when the harvest day comes.

Regarding the friendship relationships, there is something I want to share with you. I have friend here in Pitulicea with whom I grew up. We used to be classmates and spent a lot of time together. His mother is a good believer, but his father was excommunicated from the church because he was an alcoholic. This thing brought pain and disgrace to his family. A few years ago we started to get close again and visit one another. I invited him to our church a few times and was happy to see that he would always come. Although God hasn't touched him with a spirit of repentance yet, I truly hope this day will come.

His alcoholic father's story is very interesting. His father and I got pretty close and would visit each other almost on a daily basis. One time I asked him what he thought about the state of his soul. He told me he needed to reconcile with God, but he found it very difficult. He had made a lot of mistakes and thought he stood no chance to be forgiven. A while ago his wife asked me to pray for him. She was crying while she was telling me the horrible things he would do when he was drunk. So I prayed for him. A few weeks later, he got very drunk and lost a great amount of money. That caused him to fall into a state of unconsciousness. They put him in a rehabilitation center. Although he never got drunk again,  he would still drink a little alcohol now and then. Not long after this he got a heart disease which made him completely quit drinking. I was happy to see that he had peace in his home after so many years. Even though I haven't talked to him lately because I was busy with the church building last summer, we would greet each other whenever we met.

Last week I saw his wife. With tears in her eyes she asked why I hadn't dropped by their place. I felt that any excuse I would have given would only make me look even more guilty. She then told me that her husband was dying and only God could save him. She asked me to visit him and pray for him. She thought God performed miracles in the Baptist church. She thought that if I had prayed for him, he would have recovered. The next day, I went to our new church building by myself and called on the name of God.

I prayed for God to forgive me and heal him. But not just for that. I prayed for a miraculous healing that would move him to admit that it was God who gave him back his life and caused him to follow Him with faith and gratitude. I wanted to visit him that very evening, but he got very bad and they took him to the hospital in Bucharest. His abdomen was all swollen and he had blood in his urine.

Unexpectedly, I received an invitation to go to an all night prayer held by a Gypsy church in Targoviste. When I got there, I shared this prayer request with them and asked them to pray. We prayed until 3.30 a.m. Then, along with my friend, I went to the hospital to visit him. They told be he had been very bad the night before. Both the nurses and the doctors on duty stood by him all night long. They thought he would die. That night I knew for sure that God touched the sick man. From that very moment, he started to get better. Although he is still in the hospital and they have to run a few more tests on him, he is doing well. He praised God that he can eat and is able to enjoy life again.  He has promised to be a new man. I look forward to his coming home. I think that God has been patiently waiting for him. We have a good and merciful God. He answers prayer and performs miracles even in our generation.

As for myself, I made the decision never to miss any opportunity to go to a prayer or fellowship gathering when someone calls me.