Many folks ask us “Why Bolivia? What was it that made you decide to go to Bolivia?”
The answer comes in a story…
I think it was back in 2007, after Rhonda and I had realized that we were called to the mission field but before we knew where that would
I don’t remember now what the subject of the sermon was, but I remember that in the middle of the sermon I quoted Matthew 16: 18 where Jesus says to Peter that the gates of hell shall not prevail against the church. I remember saying that we shouldn’t fear the gates of hell because, after all, gates can’t chase you, but all of hell should fear us as Christians because the gates cannot prevail against us, God’s church.
After the sermon, Rhonda came up to me and as usual, I asked her how she liked the sermon. She said, “Tell me somethin’. Where are the gates of hell?”
I answered, “Funny you should ask. I just happen to know! Bolivia!” I then told her what I knew about Oruro, a city in the Altiplano of Bolivia that put a statue of Satan in every mine and offered sacrifices to it.
She immediately responded and said, “That’s where we should go then!”
“Bolivia?” I asked.
And she said a line from the Paul Newman/Robert Redford movie, a favorite of ours, “Next time I say let’s go
And that was it! We began to study about Bolivia and as we did, miracles and confirmations happened one after another. We ran into Bolivian people or people who had been to Bolivia-people we had never met before. We miraculously joined a team of people on a short-term trip to Bolivia, people we never met until we were in the airport and on the way. God supplied the money to go on the short-term trip with a phone call from a completely unknown source who said there was a deposit in a bank in our town with my name on it for $5,000. The miracles kept coming and there was then no doubt. Bolivia!
Now, twelve years later as I write this, there is still no doubt! Bolivia!