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Tiago

I met Tiago for the first time last night and our conversation was a rather short one as conversations go here in Brazil. Alexandre, Dawn, Maicom and I had just finished a couple of other visits when we were directed to Maicom's house for some odd reason. In fact as I got out of the van Dawn asked me something to that effect, "What are we doing here?" We were on our way to prayer meeting and if this chance meeting lasted too long we were going to be late!

As I hopped out into the busy street I was almost run over by a speeding mororcycle but that's quite common where we work. Maicom came running out of his house with Tiago sleeply following him in a half-awake stooper (mind you that this was 6:45pm!).

After about a minute of small talk Maicom said to me nearly under his breath, "So, where's your Sword?" With a half wink and a raising of his eyebrows I knew exactly what Maicom was doing. He later told me that he had bribed his brother (19years old) with a cookie, to come and talk "spiritual" things with me! Maicom has a zeal to see his disfunctional family saved.

For the next 10 minutes Tiago got a mini message of Hope. At the end I asked him if he had understood what I had said and he said that he had. He also said, "I know that I need to follow God it is just that I have been on the wrong path for so long I know that it will be hard to do."

He's right you know! Pray that God will help him find that narrow path.

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