Returning to the Past – 56th Part
When we go to where the afflicted are and we see with our own eyes how they live, there is no way to easily take that out of our head.
For that reason, that was the constant topic of conversation between Patricia and I. We spoke of this wonderful experience to the other wives. Not only did it take us out of our own little world, but it was so good for us as well. Our faith was active, and we were giving ourselves for others. We not only entered an environment where we heard their problems, but we saw it.
This made me think. I did not think about anything else other than being able to reach out to other prostitutes. I wanted to somehow look in their eyes and talk about the hope that Jesus brings us, and not only tell them but pass them life.
In fact, I did not know and until today I still do not know but somehow my faith, my thirst for winning souls, teaches me. And this was so good for me. So Patricia and I decided to go to other brothels and give this letter to others who had not yet had a chance to hear.
And so, every Friday we would go to different brothels to give out these letters. Upon arriving in a different location in another city, which we had never been before, I get a call from my father, “Hi daughter! How are you? Where are you? “I told him all excited that I had gone out to evangelize, to a brothel to bring letters, along with a another wife. When he found out we were about to enter another brothel, he warned me not to go, that it was too dangerous.
At that moment my plans had apparently been cancelled. We were no longer allowed to go. I was very sad, but I obeyed the order that was given to me and I went to talk to Patricia.
Uneasy with what I saw and learned about the life the prostitutes led, I could not keep quiet. I contacted my father through e-mail asking him to let me go because I needed to reach out to them. It was necessary for my faith. After that I was permitted to continue doing this work.
We went to a different location, in another week, and this was the worst one I had ever seen in my life. It was in the afternoon when we went to the place where they danced, and there were only women there. My heart was beating so hard it felt like it would come out through my mouth. In fact, in all the places we went to, I was frightened. It was not an environment I liked to be in, but I had a goal and this made me overcome my fear.
In the first place we went to, we saw answers! After giving out the letter, we were told by the man that attends church, that when it was time for them to sleep many of the prostitutes who received the letter cried, and 10 of them decided to return to Brazil. They decided to leave the life they had. We never received any news from them.
But faith does not depend on visible results. We must only believe and surrender. Faith strengthens us and also leaves its seeds. It is wonderful to obey the faith that God has given us. It is wonderful to serve. It is wonderful to give what we have received.