The First Trip

In 2002, I made my first trip to Rio Branco to get to know the people and the city. Two robbers held me up with a knife the night before, and unfortunately, my subsequent trip to Rio Branco was made alone. I was ready to back out and not fly up to the Amazon. I asked the Lord to cancel the trip, but he didn't. He had plans . . .

The Lord was with me, and during the two weeks I spent in Rio Branco, the Lord was with me in incredible ways! On my last of a series of flights from São Paulo, I met a young lady who was returning home to Acre from her studies in Rio de Janeiro. When we got to the airport at 2:00 am, her grandmother delivered me safely to a safe hotel.

I spent a couple of days in seclusion with the Lord, leaving only to eat and get the essentials. I was afraid of being assaulted again. God reassured me as I prayed and read his word, and he opened up the city to me.

This bed became my prayer bench.