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Unseen Hands
The voices of the soldiers rose in a babble. "Who's He?"
"The second person of the trinity."
"No, no, He is only a prophet."
"I have never heard of Him before."
"Well, he's the Son of God."
The discussion between Muslims, Orthodox, heathen,
Satan worshipers, and many other religionists became so heated that Fitsum Berhan slipped away unnoticed.
That surprising scene had two reruns with different actors and different backgrounds but the same central character, proving that Jesus can tailor deliverance for His own.
Tekle's oldest daughter, Mehret, married the brave evangelist not long after we heard the incredible story of his three escapes, and we learned that there have been many others. May the unfailing Deliverer ever hold the young couple in His tender care at their lonely outpost.
Only the dazzling faith of the Apostolics of Ethiopia can account for the final three testimonies of this book, included on the insistence of Tekle and Erkenesh.
They believe that Brother Freeman and I bring a miracle when we visit them, and their uncomplicated faith makes it happen. Incessant prayers from the church bom barded heaven over the widely known drought that caused so many deaths. The Lord impressed Erkenesh in 1985 that if we prayed for rain, it would come. As we left their
home for the airport, Tekle requested, "Please lift up your holy hands over our land that God may send us rain." We stood on a slight elevation in the church grounds
and prayed a simpleprayer with uplifted hands. Four days later the rains began. Places where rain had not fallen
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