usual honest way, Dona Lydia opened her heart to this missionary- hearted man, even though she had never seen him before. Deborah was Harold’s equal in love and devotion to their Lord, and she was his equal in social life and missionary service. Did perhaps God not have a work for them to do together? And then, “Do American Christians not know that all of the millions of Brazil who need the Savior are not only Indians, or Amazon River dwellers, or peoples of the forest, or cowboys of the plains?” The man who had for many years worked for missions began to understand the potential of a vast army of Latin American youth - youth of ideals, culture, and education. Should they be bypassed with the Word of Life? What of these teeming cities where skyscrapers and industry supplanted jungle? Did not these thousands, as well as the tribal thousands, need Jesus Christ? What of the young people, the university and college students who would be the future leaders of this great country, almost as large as his own United States of America? What of the Christian witness to them? Ideological dictatorships have not neglected to infiltrate and make every preparation to conquer this land of promise through the youth. His heart was stirred. His eyes were seeing the harvest field of Brazil, greater and whiter than he had realized. He had received a new vision of missions. And lovely Deborah, he realized, was a very special person.
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