Excerpt from Angel Letter January/February 2007

HONG KONG:   After living seventeen years in that great city, how could I not stop there to see old and new friends and preach again the old, old story of Jesus and His love. It was like “coming home.” My “Hong Kong Girls” are doing great things for God in the Market Place. They were a big blessing to me; and I trust that the Word I preached to them was uplifting and encouraging.

MY BAD FALL IN HONG KONG:   On my last night in Hong Kong, after our greatest of all meetings, I lost my balance in the bathroom, and fell flat on my back, on the tile floor, hurting my back (I heard the bone crack as though it was broken), and fracturing my left wrist, again, in two places. I didn’t know it was broken. But it sure hurt!