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Fernando Alexis Jimenez Carlos Armando met it evangelizing through mimic presentations and theatre. Usually it made them in a park, leading to the meadows and flowers that were dying afternoon, color and joy that wakes up knowing the good news. Around men, women and children, gathered little by little and without noticing, iban entering the fantasy world in which reality stripe with imagination, and in which we fly towards other scenarios, of dreams and illusion. Minutes later heard them laugh or manifest expressions of sadness, as you move forward the drama. Without the white color that covered his face, and black suit that turned into an instrument of the great mimes, Carlos Armando was someone else.

I was going every Sunday with his wife and daughter in four years of religious service. For hours, talked about the concern that we identified: find strategies that would reach thousands of people with the Gospel message. He moved to live in another city. In the denomination which began to attend, made him a concrete that led him to experience disappointment and changed the image that had leaders. He refused to accept that this was an isolated incident and that, by the error of a pastor, not can we judge others.

He did not return to congregate. I do not think it necessary to go to a temple to worship God. At home I can do it, and also read the Bible and, of course, pray told me the day that I invited him to return to his congregation. Yesterday I knew Carlos Armando. Takes a few beers on weekends, he returned to be too rough with his wife, one to another palabron assails his lips when something contradicts their plans and wants no part of Church. Not of God. It evades the issue. His wife asked me: to believe that his spiritual cooling is due?.

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