It took most of the day to get to Guatemala City. We stayed in a little hotel and when we awoke we drove to a small church between the national cemetery filled with buzzards and next to the largest trash dump in the country. I had preached at that church afew months before so I wanted to see if we could help the pastor. He was in the USA so the church found us a widow who had 2 rooms on her roof. It was the third deadliest area in Guatemala.
We would live there for three months and it was there the Lord began doing miracles.