I still remember so clearly when the Message of the Hour came to Penco in 1977. I was seven years old, and in those days I had to take care of my younger brothers and sister at home while my parents went to the Wesleyan Methodist Church. There was service every day of the week, and sometimes I had to stay with my small brothers. That evening I could see the faces of my mom and dad glistening with joy. I asked them if the service was good, and they told me it was more than good; a man had come with a Message from God for this age!
What a thrill for a seven year old boy to hear about a Message directly from God. What a feeling and excitement when they showed me the pictures of a strange cloud with the face of the Lord Jesus so clear and visible. What a feeling when I asked my dad who was that man in a pulpit with a strange halo Light over his head. He answered me with a few words that still ring in my mind and my heart like a thunder; “Son, this is a prophet.” I believed it with all my heart, as a small child, that no doubt this was a prophet because my dad told me so, and when one is seven years old, fathers are sure worthy of confidence.
Years later, when I was 14, the world was calling me. It showed me glamorous things with friends, fame, and all the pleasures for the young people in this age. That day I was once again going to service, just because my parents took me there, but my mind was elsewhere. I found myself bored and wishing the service was over soon. Little did I know that that was the best day of my life. My father preached that evening, and he took the message “What Shall I Do With This Jesus Called The Christ.” I heard of Pilate; I heard of Jesus; I heard of His precious Blood in my hands, and suddenly it felt like a Fire coming from above to my heart and belly, and I fell to the floor. I had conviction of my sins and the realization that I needed a Saviour. I gave my heart to the Lord, and He kindly received me in His arms.
In those days it was difficult to have Message books. The person that had an original copy of a message was a fortunate person. Many times we struggled to make photocopies of the messages. Sometimes we even copied the sermons by hand. It was in 1984 that the first shipment from Voice Of God Recordings came to Chile. For the first time, every church had a full supply of books for every family. What a joy it was to see the books and tapes being received by the hungry hands of the believers.
I was only 15 years old, but I cried in my heart something like a prayer, “Lord, if there is time, how I would like to work doing this; giving the books and tapes of Brother Branham to my people here in Chile.” Sixteen years after that, the Lord answered this prayer, and by His grace I became the Voice Of God distributor for my country. When I started working as a distributor, there were only 60 churches in Chile. Now there are 150 churches believing this end-time Message. What greater honor could I have than serving all the believers of my nation and giving them the Word of the Lord in Its purest form brought by a mighty prophet? Praise the Lord for His mercy!
Jefte Quian