Day Six

April 9, 2011

So, today was kind of neutral. I got up at 8:30 to eat breakfast and make lunch, then went back to bed until noon. So, I've only been up for ten and a half hours. I ready some of my book for my book report due in eight days, called my grandparents, accidentally hung up on my grandparents, called them back, and ate cookies. My allergies suck. I can't stop sneezing, and they're zapping all my energy.

On Thursday, we heard a story about some guys in England, I can't remember their names. They took a boat to mainland Europe and drove to Afghanistan to hand out Bibles. They prayed almost constantly through the trip. As they drove, they came to Turkey, where they weren't allowed to have Bibles. As they neared the border, their car died. So, the border patrol helped them get their car started and completely forgot to check their papers and search the car. Next they came to Bulgaria, where they were having their annual border patrol guard picture. They sent over the newest guy who quickly passed them through so not to miss the picture.

Finally, the reached Afghanistan, where they were waiting on another miracle. They handed over their paperwork, and the car was searched. The border patrol found the Bibles, and the men were arrested. While in prison waiting on their trial, all they could do was pray for the Afghan people. They were brought to trial before the judges, and when presented the Bibles as evidence, said they needed to review the books. The following day, the judges had questions for the men, which they willingly answered. A new panel of judges was brought in because the others were cerupted. The same thing happened with that panel of judges as well.

Finally, the athorities released the men, because they weren't getting anywhere.

"What about the Bibles?" one of the men asked.

The reply was, "Give them to the people."

So, for the first time ever, the gospel was give the the Afghan people in Farsi.