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27 May 2011

Sad testimony

Steven was doing the Work of
God for nearly two years. He
began as an assistant pastor in
Bogota, Colombia but was later
transferred to Maicao, which is
also in Columbia. From the time
he began doing the Work of God,
his mother would always call to
check up on him. She would ask
him to come back home because
she missed him terribly and she
was getting really sick. His aunt
would also call and say the same
thing. His heart began to turn
away from the things of God; he
constantly complained about how
the weather was too hot and the
water was too cold in Maicao, and
how he no longer had the
comforts he was accustomed to.
That is, he began to look at the
circumstances of that place and
worrying about his own life.
He mentioned how he no longer
prayed or fasted and was no
longer concerned with the souls
that God had trusted in his hands.
Consequently, he lost his
communion with God and decided
to abandon everything and return
to his parent ’s house.
When he got back home, he went
to church and explained his
situation to the pastor. He said
that he would like to continue
helping in the church, even if it
was only as a member or possibly
as an assistant. But that only
lasted a week; he soon stopped
attending church meetings
because he ran into some old
“ friends” from around his
neighborhood that he used to
hang out with before coming to
church.
From that day on, he never went
back to church. The pastor tried
to find out why but he would only
say that he didn ’t want to come
back and that he didn’t want to
talk about it anymore. The
assistants also insisted for him to
come back but he always said no.
He started going out to parties,
bars, staying out all night and not
listening to anyone, not even his
own mother. He would drink to
the point of losing consciousness.
This went on for about four
months, until Saturday night,
August 7, 2010. As he returned
home, he was approached by a
young man who asked him for his
name and then shot him three
times in the head.
He fell into a coma. The doctor’s
explained to his mother that he
had lost an eye and that he was in
a critical state of health. There
wasn ’t much that they could do
because he had blood in his brain
and if he survived, he would have
permanent brain damage.
Although he was alive because of
a life-support machine, he was
already brain-dead.
His mother says that he was
mistaken for someone else and if
she knew that this would have
happened, she ’d never have let
him leave the Work of God.
Even though he was in a
vegetative state, the hospital sent
him home. He died a week later,
on Friday, September 24, 2010.

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