SATAN ATTACKED US

The doctor told me I had one of the worst disk injuries he had ever seen. This was my 4th doctor. I survived 5 months of excruciating pain—but the worst was yet to come. He told me I needed surgery fast. But, choosing the best neurosurgeon meant I had to wait. Waiting in pain—not knowing how long you’ll wait—is a hard thing.
During that season, I could not understand what was happening to me. Our tent crusades were shut down. I wondered if I would ever be able to stand again.
We get an appointment. Even though the neurosurgeon had all my X-rays, his office ordered me to rush and get a new set 1 day before my appointment. We had no idea how important that was.
We finally see him. He says, “I compared your new and old X-rays. Mario, this is a miracle. If you had come in 4 weeks ago, I would have had to operate. It means going in through your stomach, leaving an 8-inch scar on your abdomen. Even then, there was no promise you’d get better, and you’d face a year of rehab. But something changed and now all you need is physical therapy.” God makes us wait for good reasons.
I am excited because my injury even without surgery should take a year to recover. Instead I am restored and, on a soul-winning vendetta.
Satan attacked me to stop our tent crusades. He was frustrating an urgent project. We have been building an industry around our tent. We have amassed equipment, soldiers, and systems for a mighty evangelistic weapon. One of our most important developments is our teamwork with Inner City Action and Frank Saldana.
We developed an explosive training program called FIREPOWER. This training is going to give us a national army.
Last year, it took several months prepare to do just one Living Proof Tent Crusade. Now all the working parts are in place. The machine is humming!