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Joseph was frightened, all sorts of alarming thoughts raced through his exhausted brain. Did he mishear the Lord; was he talking to himself making all those brave decisions? The confusion grew even worse. The only way out of this was to sing, dance and quote scriptures; and that's what he did, not only to cheer himself, but also to warm his body. There was no way he could even touch the filthy bed.

The exhaustion was getting to him and the words started to mix with tongues of the Spirit so he just let it out and spoke words that felt good, but to the conscious mind made no sense. He was now solely at the mercy of God and his faith was being severely tried.

Finally the first light peered through the frosted window. A soldier with AK-47 aimed at the detainee opened the door and as they were exiting the building Joseph asked where he was being taken? He scathingly replied, 'we are sending you back to Warsaw, chuckling with scoff, they are waiting for you there.'

The Russians had enough time to contact the Polish authorities only to find out that the apprehended bible smuggler was in fact a deserter, a crime punishable by 6 years of prison. A cold sweat drenched the bible smuggler and to make things even worse they were now sending him back to Poland and straight to prison. On the way to the airport he could only pray and reason with the Master. "If you wanted me back in Poland then you could have prepared me for it Lord, why this dreadful way?" All of a sudden the scripture bank in his mind popped open and he could reason some more. "The Lord did not bring Israel out of Egypt so that He might bring them back to Egypt... He brought them out in order to bring them into the Promised Land." He'd not only supernaturally brought me out of the communist oppression, but brought me into 'the land of the free and the home of the brave'." At that moment his longing for the liberties of America became intensely present; he could not wait for his pending US citizenship. (Scheduled in San Francisco two months later) Being an US citizen would have entitled him to a more civilized treatment and some protection. But the Sovereign One had His hand on the entire situation from A to Z.

Joseph remembered the promise of supernatural deliverance so he kept looking at the soldier, but what he found was only a hateful face. "He couldn't be an angel... No.

At the airport he was left alone in a room with a guard. At any moment now he was eagerly anticipating a miracle.

For no apparent reason joy flooded his soul and his spirit revived. The door opened and an officer asked him to step out and stand against the wall; obediently he moved towards the wall. At that moment he thought… ‘they are going to shoot me!’... and yes, they were.

From behind his back the officer pulled out a Polaroid camera. Obviously the film used last night did not produce any results so two new photographers were employed. This time they tried their luck with a Polaroid, but this particular model held only 8 shots and the papers had to be peeled off from each other and then an image would gradually emerge. But even then no image 'wanted' to oblige. They made another photo, and another. Joseph was counting. They'd reached the seventh shot with no real results. Joseph knew that in time of trouble the supernatural is present more than in any other situations; he prayed that the 8th photo would develop, but that it should fade after he's gone.

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