I’m sitting in the car and writing the latest news. Yesterday, we held a healing service in the small coastal town of Singkawang (Singkawang).
Dmitriy Leo with the service organizers in Anjungan
Several churches organized this service. The building was packed, but even more people were outside the building, on the street. A large screen and chairs were set up there, so many people were able to participate in the service.
Overall, everything went well: we ministered, and the Lord healed people. I hardly remember any of the testimonies because we were extremely tired. I only remember that one young man could not speak, but after prayer he began to say something. What made us so tired was the journey. We drove to Singkawang for 3.5 hours, then held a three-hour service, had dinner, and drove back for another 3.5 hours. We arrived at the hotel at 1:00 a.m.; I went to bed at 2:00 a.m. and forced myself to get up at 6:00 a.m. so I could prepare my clothes, eat, and set off again. The next stop on our healing crusade is the city of Anjungan (Anjungan).
Here’s something interesting. In Indonesia’s large cities, where there are many tourists, white people are not unusual, but in remote small towns and villages, a white-skinned person is an “event.” Locals stare at you, and everyone wants to take a photo with you. Everyone wants to shake your hand (and I won’t even mention the children… they look at you as if you were a miracle). I have been photographed so much on this trip that I no longer want to have my picture taken.
Now, about the crusade in Anjungan
It took us an hour and a half to reach Anjungan. At one intersection, I saw a large banner with my photo advertising the crusade. Oh! I didn’t expect to see my face on a banner… It felt rather strange!
Anjungan: a school for pastors with Dmitriy Leo
During the day in Anjungan, I held seminars at a school for pastors. They had the worst sound system I have ever heard. I wondered whether anyone could hear anything at all, or whether everyone was receiving in the spirit. I think many Ukrainian pastors, hearing such “sound,” would have thanked God for the excellent equipment they have. And the heat and humidity… stronger than in the jungle… sweat was simply pouring off me. Anjungan is located right on the seashore, with mountains nearby, so it is hot and highly humid there.
There were 200–250 pastors and one dog in attendance. It seems that not only did the pastors enjoy my teaching, but the dog did too, because it also came to the evening service and lay down right in front of the stage. When I began preaching, the dog came up onto the stage and ran around near the pulpit. Can you imagine! A dog runs around on the stage, and nobody pays any attention. Clearly, they take things more simply there.
Anjungan: a healing crusade with Dmitriy Leo
So many people came to the healing service that some of them sat right by the stage. Many sat on the floor. I was told that there were more than a thousand people inside, with an unknown number outside. I liked the church… fire, passion, hunger, faith. Their response to the Word and prayer was amazing. It was one of the best-prepared churches I had the opportunity to see in Indonesia during the entire healing crusade.
I had to pause during the sermon because whenever people heard something interesting, they immediately began clapping. Wow! In our churches, we often have to draw an “Amen” out of people… but here, at the end of every statement, the congregation erupted in applause and shouted, “Amen!”
Hunger, hunger, hunger… this is something our modern churches lack so much.
At that service, God performed powerful miracles. Because of the many deliverances from demons, there was a great commotion in the hall. After the prayers, there were quite a few healings and testimonies, but because of our exhaustion and the terrible sound, we could not make out anything. I remember only one vivid testimony.
A woman rose from her wheelchair
A woman came to the service in a wheelchair. During prayer, she stood up and walked. I remember the joy in her eyes. Wow! She testified that she had been unable to walk before. Later, the ministers of that church sent me confirmation that the woman had come to the next service without a wheelchair. The Lord gave her complete healing. Below are two photos of this woman. In the photo on the right (in the background), you can see the empty wheelchair that she no longer needs.
Dmitriy Leo prays for a paralyzed woman 
Angiungan: The Lord raised a woman from her wheelchair
It was extremely hot in the hall. Our clothes were completely soaked. During the day, we joked that we wanted to relax, swim in the pool, and take a sauna. What a shame… we were staying in a five-star hotel where all of that was available for free, yet we had no time to use it. In short, at the evening meeting we experienced both a “pool” and a “sauna” combined.
Tomorrow we have to get up at 6:00 again, and a long 3.5-hour journey awaits us to the next city, where we will hold a crusade called Ngabang. Please pray for us. We are tired, but holding on.
What should you pray for? First, for safety. We are holding a crusade in the largest Muslim country in the world. Second, for protection of our health. We often have to eat local food here. I have nothing against the people, but poor sanitation is everywhere.
Today I witnessed something…
We ate at a café. I was sitting where I could see what was happening behind the counter. Oh no! Dirty dishes were handled with bare hands, then those same hands picked up clean glasses, put ice from some barrel into them, and with those same hands… did everything else. A man came up with a cigarette between his teeth. He reached his hand into the ice barrel and grabbed a handful of ice into a bag… In short, in Indonesia I pray before meals like never before. We also need to pray that God will give us strength to keep up with everything. We are constantly traveling. We are at the equator; outside it is like a steam room, and our clothes quickly become wet and lose their freshness. We have to wash, dry, and iron our clothes every day, while also moving from place to place daily. If the clothes do not dry in time, we have to take them wet and wash them again later. You understand, right?
In conclusion… I am not complaining; I am simply describing the reality of crusades and missionary trips so that you have an accurate picture of what happens. While I was at home, I thought it would be fun to go to Asia and minister to other nations. But now I see what hard work it is. Perhaps these articles will provoke ridicule from some people; that is fine. Perhaps someone will criticize me a little; that is fine too. But maybe someone will see missionary work from a different perspective and draw certain conclusions for themselves.
Be blessed.
With love, Dmitriy Leo.
To conclude, here is a little Indonesian worship.
