My memories of Steve Hill begin many years before Brownsville. I was a young girl at a youth convention listening to this man who used to be a drug addict but was radically transformed when God entered his world. He had been a missionary to Argentina and was working in Belarus at the time when he had come to speak to us. I was sitting in the way back row with my friends going through this grunge stage. I was listening as best as a distracted teen can do when God grabbed my full attention. He started to tell me that I would go to Russia one day. Talk about interruption:)!! The rest of the weekend God had my full attention. The last service before we left to go home Brother Steve asked for everyone that God had called during that weekend to do a missions trip or to be a missionary to come forward. Like a typical teenager worried about her friends I didnt want them to think I was weird so I kind if sat in my seat till I was so uncomfortable sitting because of what God had told me that I got up and moved real fast to the front. In 1995 I went to Belarus on a missions trip, the one Brother Steve often talked about at revival that he couldnt go to because if what had started on Fathers Day and was still going on. God moves things on our behalf!!!
Posted on: Wed, 23 Apr 2014 18:44:34 +0000
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