A young man who warned us of danger a few weeks ago in Combs la Ville.

His guant face marked me so as he noticed we were protected by the Savior. but he begged us not to linger in that area, there were often ... tragedies. After we followed his counsel we left that place.

Last week, I saw him sitting on the steps of the Palais de Justice right next to where we live. I stopped by him and said hello sir very politely. I then caught up with my companion who hadn't recognized him. I refreched her memory and told her who he was. He then was right behind us. He said-- « I've just remembered who you are! And you're still alive! I mean, I guess you have the Lord with you... anyway, have a good day. » and he was gone.

But Monday, we were on our way to Paris, and he stopped us this time. He said, this is crazy—I've now run into you three times, and yesterday morning, there was a evangelical brochure in my mailbox. I think that the Lord is trying to tell me something! He just talked to us for several minutes and gave him our number and the church's website. He told us that he had never really been a believing person, but he was ready to start searching. Wow.

I know that all those who are in your paths are put there for a reason. We are surrounded by angels.

I testify of Jesus Christ. Of his life, his ministry, of his atonement, of his resurrection, of his teachings, of his love, of his healing and his forgiveness, of his strength and of his mercy.

I love you all. thankyou for your prayers and support.

Love Soeur Wilson