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Yesterday (Sunday) was a spiritual workday in Vardø. In the morning I attended the Salvation Army holiness meeting, where there was an opportunity to testify. I have now spoken several times with the officers in the Salvation Army. However, one lieutenant, who I hadn’t spoken with before, really stood out. He had just been sitting and listening until yesterday, when he spoke very boldly and said that nothing would stop him from obeying the truth. His name is Edvin Bekkevold.

Tonight, Ellefsen is coming ashore; he stayed on board yesterday. By the grace of God, we sense a powerful awakening among the believers in Vardø. After the Salvation Army meeting yesterday, a very old man, followed by an old woman, came over and gave me a warm handshake. Some people were clearly speechless with anger and hardness of heart. The young people are siding with us; they are getting light and are rejoicing. It seems as if condemning sin in the flesh—Christ manifest in flesh—is going to divide the Christians into two camps throughout the entire country. God’s grace has been mightily with us here in the far north, and we understand that God will give victory here. We sense in the Spirit that we are gaining more and more ground with each passing day. It will spread throughout all of Finnmark, because they all know one another.

The wife of Ditlefsen, the shopkeeper from Mehavn, is in the hospital here. Br. Ellefsen has been visiting her, and as a result, light is dawning for her. Her husband has been in contact with Ellefsen for quite some time. They got married a few years ago in Kristiania, at Hilda Broks’ place.

There are now three of us believers who sit together at a table in the mess: Br. Ellefsen, Br. Andresen, and I. This has such an influence on the others in the mess that they spontaneously start talking about God in one way or another. An ungodly petty officer, who has been in America for a long time, said that he would shoot himself if God didn’t exist, because then he would have nothing to live for. “I want to belong to God,” he said, “and I will do my best.” The others laughed, but he said he meant it seriously, which I believe he did.

I am glad to hear that it’s going well with the friends in Drøbak and Kristiania.

Warm greetings from your brother,