One time we started doing our work, and we started to share the seeds of the gospel, two by two, as Jesus said. Sometimes we separated for a few minutes. My friend remained to talk with a person and I went to the other house and I started to talk with the person from there. I spoke about 30 minutes with a certain lady and she told me her life story. She told me she had 3 children, but all of them were far from home and none of them were coming to help her or even to give her a call. And then I started to tell her that there’s a God who loves her and that He sent His only begotten son to die for her, to pay the price for our sins. I asked her if she had a Bible and she said she had always wanted to buy one, but they were expensive, so she couldn’t get one. And then I told her, “Today I can give you one for free.” She couldn’t believe it and asked me to say it again. I repeated, “Today I can give you one for free, as a gift.”

So I began looking in my bag, but there was no Bible. Immediately I called my friend and he said, “I just gave my Bible to one of the neighbors,” but he promised to run to the car to bring another for me. After 10 or 15 minutes, he came with the Bible.

I gave the Bible to the lady; she was so happy for it, and she promised us to take care of it, because for a long time she had wanted one.

After we left her home and we were on our way back to the car I asked my friend, “Why did it take you so long to come with the Bible?” He explained, “I arrived at the car and I wanted to come very quickly, so I decided to take the car to be able to bring the books faster.” He had gotten into the car and turned on the ignition, but the car didn’t start. We had never had this problem before. He tried again and again, but no result. He checked the engine, but it was okay. He tried again to start the car, but again, no result. Then he decided to take the Bible and walk back. And then I predicted: “Now when we go back to the car, it will start on the first try.” He said, “I don’t know; maybe we are out of gas.”

But when we arrived at the car, it was just like I had supposed: The engine started on the first try. Then I told him that that woman really wanted the Bible, but the enemy of souls was just trying to delay his return so that the woman would leave without receiving it. Every time when you’re trying to preach the gospel, Satan comes around to try to delay or discourage you, like when he came to Nehemiah when the Israelites were trying to rebuild the temple. But thankfully, because there were two of us, we were encouraging each other.

One time after a long day of walking up and down the hills, we saw another house far away on a distant hilltop. It was almost dark, so I told Adrian, “There’s only one house there, so we won’t go to that one because by the time we’ll be returning, it will be too dark. But my friend said, “No, we are going there.”

So we thought for a few seconds, and then I agreed, “Yes, let’s go. It’s only one house and since we’ve gone this far already, we can do one more.” But then he said, “No, we had better go back to the car because it’s really cold and now it’s dark already.” He wanted to go home—but because he saw that I was still thinking about what we should do, he decided, “Okay, we had better go to that house instead of staying here waiting for nothing.”

So, we started walking to that house on top of the hill. When we arrived, we found an old woman on the street, trying to gather the leaves in front of her property. She was around 80 years old. We asked her how was she doing and she answered that she was trying to finish her chore before dark because the next day she had something else to do.

Then we told her, “Let us help you.” But she told us, “No, if you climbed all the way up this hill just to come here to me, you must have something really important to tell me.” She stopped her work and said, “Let’s have a seat and you tell me why you are here.”

So, we told her that we had come to tell her some of the wonderful promises of God. We gave her books, and she started to cry, saying, “I cannot read this truth that you have given me, but I am happy that my grandchildren are going to school to learn how to read, and I will give it to them to read for me.”

We were so touched, we felt for her, we prayed for her and then we left. Before, we had thought that it might not be worth it to climb all the way up there, but after we saw that she dropped her work just to listen us, we forgot about the dark, and about the cold weather.

We met a lot of old people. In the villages, the youth have left their homes to go and study, and after they finish their studies they get a job and never came back home. Every time we met these old people and told them some beautiful words, we were able to see them smiling. Sometimes we saw some tears as well, but this work made us happy. We were tired, but we were thirsty for those smiles and we continued to labor till late in the night and to spend some quality time with everybody that received us.

Another day, we saw a woman trying to cut wood to heat her house. We tried to talk to her, but she said she was not interested in Jehovah’s Witnesses and that she was busy right then. So, I opened the gate and went inside her yard, took the ax, and gave her the books I had in my arms—telling her, “Please keep this for me till I finish here.” Then I started to cut the wood for her. She was surprised at what I had done; she was there just looking at me and did not know what to say. So, she began reading some of the titles on our booklets and she started to tell me, “You know, I always was thinking that we have to face a Judgment.”

Then I let her talk a little bit more, and after I saw her what was on her mind, I started to tell her about everything I felt would be of interest to her.

When I finished, I gave her the ax back, and we wanted to leave. Then she called us and exclaimed, “I do not even know your name! I was scared first when I saw you coming in my yard, but I am happy for what you did; I appreciate it. My neighbors that know me are not coming to help me, even if I tell them I will pay them for their work. But you never asked for money; what can I do for you?”

My answer was, “We thank God for giving us grace and strength day by day,” and we left her with all the literature. Our brethren in that area have continued to follow up with her interest.