One more snippet from Ecuador.

I woke up this morning thinking about our last day in Ecuador....

It was a warm, winterish day. We piled into the back of the truck and headed down to the local prison. Upon arrival we received purple stamps on our arms, surrendered our passports and walked through the big metal gates.
Men lined the perimeters of a jail "town". There were a few clothing items hanging on a line, a little shop of some kind and toward the back beside the basketball court was a small little chapel.
Soon a large speaker system was set up and we plugged the jump drive in. Two songs registered on the play list. Where were the rest of the dramas? None that we had chosen for the day were working. Well, things like this happen so quickly we prayed and improvised.
There was a man who led a few songs and our contact stepped up and introduced us. Many of the men lingered further back but about 20 or so came up closer and joined in.
We shared the two dramas and prayed for the message of the gospel to be clear.
Then Caleb stepped up to speak... "MEN OF ECUADOR"...you could have heard a pin drop. The air was thick with the presence of God as he shared the reality of the cross and what Jesus has done for us.
Our time was short, we needed to be out before 12:30 or we would be stuck in through lunch and beyond. We invited them up for prayer and probably 15 came forward.
Five men surrendered their lives to Jesus that day.
As I looked into the weathered face of a young man in blue pants, tattooed with gang markings, I felt the heart of the Father longing for His lost son to come home. And that day, he did.
While we were walking back toward the gate, my friend turned to me and said "do you know who that was?" No..of course not. Why would I? Turns out he was one of the top street criminals of the city. If you say you are his friend on the streets, you will get respect. "I've never seen him like that in all the times I've been here. God definitely did something big today." She told me.
What?! Jesus let me be a part of that?! This man might be the key to changing the whole city.

I am not sure how he is doing now, but I continue to pray that the seeds continue to grow and there will be much fruit. On another note, a young man who hasn't given his life to the Lord, yet, was delivered from drugs that day. Our contacts found this out later when they went back. May the Spirit continue to do what only He can do in his heart.