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Sapé - A Beginning

      Since October I have been making monthly visits to the interior city of Sapé (about an hour from João Pessoa), studying the Bible with Vera Lúcia and several of her neighbors. Vera is Severina's and Dalva's
sister, and when they became Christians, she started asking questions. We studied with her, she studied on her own, Severina spent a weekend studying with her, and she decided for Christ and asked to be baptized,
the first of 2012 in Paraiba.
     The first church meeting in Sapé was held in Vera's house on the second Sunday of January. Along with some neighbors and a carload from João Pessoa, Dona Bel participated, an elderly Christian who has just
moved to Sapé from Recife. I had hoped that Bel could help this new babe in Christ in the walk of light, but she is dealing with several physical ailments and emotional hurt: she lost her only son suddenly to a heart
attack.
    Whatever the way, I am certain that our Father has plans for this city, starting with Vera's open house and open heart to serve Him and to share her newfound light.

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