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Unseen Hands
discuss the emergency. "Tekle, we can get you on the next plane to Ethiopia," he suggested.
"No," Tekleanswered with a faraway look in his eyes. "If I could talk to her, I'm sure she would say, 'Finish the work you went to America to do, but pray!' Please help me pray. Jesus is still our deliverer."
I watched Tekle's reaction in the next service. With eyes closed and a smile of pure joy on his face he danced, leaped, pranced, and ran around the auditorium while he spoke and sang in a heavenly language. He did not slack or waver in worship for the rest of the conference, and I learned another lesson about trust and praise.
After the conference, Tekle and Brother Freeman visited several churches to be a blessing and to raise necessary funds. He put everything he could into every service. The good news only came eighteen days later: "Erkenesh has been released."
We learned that Erkenesh went to Jemjem Province for a conference with Dejene, pastor at Nazareth, and his wife, Menbere. Because of accusations from a Lutheran church leader, the police arrested them at Bore, the town nearest the nineteen churches. Their accuser declared that the Apostolics taught people how to sin: "They even com mit adultery at church."
No one would listen to their firm explanation: "We teach purity of heart and holiness." They were taken to jail in Kibre-Mengist, a neighboring town.
The next morning their accuser galloped away toward the country, and his horse threw him. He died with a crushed skull that spilled his brains on the ground. One of his colleagues brought nine more believers to jail and jumped on his horse to go bum down an Apostolic church.
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