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Gospel Art

No, we're not talking chalk talks we are talking God's direction in several lives. What started as an idea to complete the electrical part of our auditorium ended up being that and an evangelistic art class for the ladies of our neighborhood. Rich Dobis is an electrician, his wife Susan likes to paint. While talking to Rich about the possibility of coming down and helping us I noticed Susan in the background (I was using Skype video phone) and said, "You should bring Susan down!" When I said that I noticed that she quickly glanced at the camera and with a slight smile said, "I'm afraid of flying!"

I thought that that was the end of the conversation with regard to her coming to Brazil. As God would have it He provided enough money for two people to come within hours of our Skype conversation and Susan had change her mind and was now interested in coming. In fact she wrote a note telling me that she was willing to be used in any way that the Lord might see fit. "I do a lot of decorative floral painting... If there is any need for anything of the kind, I would be glad to help. "

That caught my attention and I asked her if she would be willing to teach a class of ladies. She thought about it for a couple of days and agreed to do it. She was hesitant at first, not feeling capable, but I assured her that if God was in it He would help her. She sent me the texts for the lessons that she will be giving and they are exactly what our ladies need to hear, they are excellent! The title of the classes is "Brush Strokes of Life"

So, in just twelve days Rich and Susan will be here to begin the electrical/art work. I would like to ask for special prayer for these three classes. God has provided the funds, the timing and the willing servants and we want to see Him provided life changing decisions for His glory.

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