Later on on Sunday evening, about 8.30 pm, there was a ring at the door and it was my great friends Dario and Erica, and their lovely kids Michelle (13) and Joshua (5). Many of you will remember Dario, a former cartel boss I had the joy of meeting (yes, honestly!) at the height of his ‘success’ but at the same at the bottom of the pit, as he’d been shot, and he turned up in a church I was preaching at, to be orayed for for healing. He was in a bad way then: over the 5 years since, God’s healed him, most of the members of his (very big) family, many of the people who worked for him in those days – drug dealers, prostitutes, siccarios (the ‘$50 motorbike killers), gun and ammo dealers… then Dario found Jesus, through our ongoing friendship, which is so strong after these years….the famly called tonight to take Thanney and me out to eat. Dear friends…. Most people who meet him for the first time are amazed – he doesn’t look the ‘stereotyped’ image of  man who did what he did…! Surreal is the word! Just how God has brought this friendship to reality beggars belief, really: but I love Dario and Erica to bits, his English is non-existent, apart from to cross his heart and hit it with his fist, and say, ‘Paul, I love you, you’re in my heart all of the time’…. I just want to cry…