Miracles Still Happen

I must believe. God will do what only He can do.

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It all started in my country of birth, South Africa. It was 1985, and I was in my first year of training at a local Bible school. I joined my older brother, Johann, and a group of students at an outreach event in an impoverished area several miles outside the capital, Pretoria. I remember it being a scorching summer afternoon. It was dusty and dirty. The tent the event was hosted in had holes in its canopy. The sun filtered through space in dust-filled streaks to reveal our group and Benson, the African evangelist who organized the outreach. To say that the attendance was low is an understatement. It was disappointing! 

My brother finished his message, and the altar call ended with a minimal response from the audience. Benson wanted Johann to pray for the sick, and after being invited, some folks shuffled to the front. To make a disappointing meeting …