(children chattering) - [Man] Hey guys. - [Children] Hi. - How's everybody doin'? - [Children] Good. - All right, so I am super
excited about tonight. We have a very special guest. He's actually what
you'd call a missionary. Does anybody know what a missionary is? - [Children] Me, me, me, me, me! - He tells people about God in the desert. - That's right, he
spreads the message of God all over the world, in
the deserts of Africa, or the jungles of South America. Now, I want everybody to
give a warm camp welcome to our special guest. (clapping) Missionary Jim. - How many of you guys
have heard of the Amazon? - [Children] Me, me, me, me, me! (mellow music) (knocking) - Dr. King? Dr. King. - Hi, you must be Mel. Hurry up, we gotta close the door. Get your stuff. We've got to close the door, we have to close the door, hurry. Whatever you do, don't let it out. If he tries to climb
the wall, pull him down. (speaking foreign language) You must be Mel, from Boston. I'm Dr. King. Let me ask you something, do
you believe in demons, Mel? Well, I believe in
Jesus Christ more than I believe in demons, but... Let's get you settled. (soft music) ♪ I could live life alone ♪ ♪ And never feel the
longings of my heart ♪ ♪ The healing warmth of
someone's arms and I ♪ ♪ Could live without dreams ♪ ♪ And never know the
thrill of what can be ♪ ♪ Whatever starts will
fall and I'll agree ♪ ♪ I could live without many things ♪ ♪ And I could carry on ♪ ♪ But I couldn't face my life tomorrow ♪ ♪ Without your hope in my heart I know ♪ ♪ I can't live a day without you ♪ ♪ With love, there's no night ♪ (mumbling) Mel. Oh my gosh. I can't believe you came all this way. - Of course I would come, of course. - So good to see you, Mel. Thank you so much for coming. 'Course you remember Todd. - Nice to see you. - [Mel] Same here. - Thank you. (mumbling) - Oh, thank you, darlin'. - [Woman] Welcome. Anyone else like some coffee? - Thanks. - Hanito Soto. That was her. - Hanito Soto. I didn't know. - Dad, you okay? There were a lot of people there. She was the one from Okinawa. - Her and her mother. - You know, I'm sure Mom wouldn't mind if you stayed here with
us for a little while. Miss, Miss Patty, she
can watch the house, and well, you know, you're
always welcome here. Always. - Thank you, son, I appreciate that. But your mother and I started to work, and even though it might be difficult for you to understand, even though she's gone and in Heaven, I have to continue that work. - So, when are you leaving? - Tomorrow. (phone ringing) - Donna, there's a call
for you on line four. - Okay. - This is Dr. Dzeke. Wait, Linda. I thought that was tomorrow. Oh, jeez. I'm so sorry, Linda. Oh, please don't be upset with me. Listen, I can leave the hospital now. I mean, we can still make it, right? I am. I am packed. Okay, can you just do me a favor? Swing by my house and pick up my suitcase. It's in my bedroom. Can you do that? Okay, yeah. I'll leave the hospital right now and I'll just meet you at the airport. Is that good? Linda, I am really, really sorry. All right, I'll see you, I'll see you there, okay bye. Oh, can you do me a
favor and page Dr. Stark and have him pick up this patient? - Of course. - Appreciate it, thank you. I got it. - This is nice. Hey, I saw one of these fondue
restaurants down the street. We should get ready and go. - Oh, yeah, two widows
in a romantic restaurant having fondue. Nice. - Look, sourpuss. This is our vacation. And like it or not,
there is plenty of life out there for us. We just have to go get it. - What? - Hey, I'm gonna take
this one by the bathroom. - [Donna] What did you say? What did you say? - I'm gonna take this one. - No, no. Plenty of life out there for us? - Honey. You can have this one. (mumbling) - I feel like God was telling me that. I don't know. - [Linda] Honey. - I just, I just feel like God's been
trying to tell me something. I don't know. - Hearing voices again, huh? - No! I just keep feeling like He's telling me that He has an adventure for me. Something big. - Well, then He does, Donna. You just have to make yourself available. It's time. It's time to live again,
and if your best friend tells you that, then God does too. That's really good advice. Now, wipe off those tears. Let's do fondue. (chuckling) - You're a fool. I love you. - Ditto, ditto. - Better be cheese. Chocolate. Apple slices. (chuckling) (jet engine roaring) - I can't believe you talked me into this. - It's a movie. It will be fun. Come on, listen. This group is designed just
for people like us, okay? - Fine. - Thank you. - [Donna] Better be (mumbling). (laughing) (chattering) (mumbling) (gasping) (mumbling) - Walk, just walk. (chuckling) - Ladies. Welcome to movie night. Would you like some popcorn? We've got plenty for everyone. - Thank you. Thank you so much. - [Man] You're welcome. - [Donna] Thanks. - I'm so sorry about that. I'm so sorry. Oh. (chuckling) I don't think he's breathing. Donna. Thank goodness you're a doctor. (mumbling) I'm sorry. - You're lucky I love you. - I'm so sorry. - Gone. (chuckling) Designed for people like us? What kind of people do you think we are? Dead? Hairy? Seriously? - The popcorn's really good. - The popcorn is good. - I'm so sorry. - Can I help you?
(mellow jingling music) - I brought your family a cake. Ask (mumbling). I will help you open-- - I'm gonna go to the bathroom. - Okay, hurry please. (mumbling) - [Man In Movie] When
you said you were going-- - I'm serious. - [Man In Movie] to help us out, this is not what we expected. - [Woman In Movie] Michael,
do you speak to God? Specialist in California this morning. (lively music) - [Wes] My dearest brothers
and sisters in Christ. The Lord has been good. His blessings are endless
and His love is sufficient. (soft music) Yesterday, the refuge got new children. They came here under the cover of night, as not to be detected. They're so young, so physically ill. So far, none of them have spoken. Two of the older children
I've named Pedro and Charlie. I think they're related. Their health is frail, but we're looking after them. (soft music) I do continue to miss my wife. Her loss continues to make
it hard for me to breathe. Sometimes I feel like
her love and tenderness is irreplaceable for these children, but God is faithful and as I pray, I ask for
my beloved to celebrate the new joys in my life as
I celebrate her presence with the King of Kings. I am-- - Donna. Hurry, please, hurry. - [Donna] Why? - Someone just said they're
going to play Twister. - [Donna] Twister? - [Linda] Twister. - [Donna] Oh, no. - Please, hurry. Run. - [Wes] We're running at full capacity here at the refuge. The children spend most of
their mornings in school and the afternoons with chores and sports. English is still very popular to learn, so we have several tutors come over to the refuge often. Eight new professions of faith and five young men got
baptized this month. We're so delighted that all of them decided to follow Christ's
example of baptism. - Hallelujah! (clapping) - [Wes] I continue our medical
ministry in the jungle. Sickness fills the Amazon. Meeting the physical needs of the people is still a wonderful passageway to reaching these forgotten villages with the gospel of Jesus Christ. We are still conducting
our church services here at the refuge. Many people from the town and
nearby village attend here. Church is growing and we
are praying for a pastor and we hope to have our church built across the street soon. On a darker side, the
trafficking of children in Ecuador is big business. The battle to rescue these children before they become
enslaved or sold is raging. This is a spiritual
war for these children. Please pray that the
darkness will not prevail, but the light of our Savior will continue to shine in Ecuador. I am reminded so often of
Paul's encouragement to Timothy, for God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of
love and of sound mind. Each day I'm learning that my faith and the power of God must be made stronger than my thoughts of uncertainty. God has a plan for us all. We did complete construction
on the sports field, a dream made reality for my late wife. In fact, we dedicated
the field in her honor. It was a lovely event. Watching the little ones play
brings gladness to my heart. And witnessing the older
children and hearing about their accomplishments
for the Kingdom was a comfort to my soul. For this, I remain the luckiest man alive. As your servant in Christ, Dr. Wes King. (soft music) (chattering) - What? - I think God told me something. - God told you what? - To write him. - To write God? - No. - Well, God told me to tell
you to stop eating my salad. Now, go away, crazy woman. - I'm serious! - Okay. What are you talking about? - The letter. - What letter? - The one I took from the church. Well, it was to the church, but it was from a missionary. - So, you stole a letter from a church? Written
- Yeah. - By a missionary. - Yeah. - Where? - The old people's movie church. - Oh, how did-- - You know, the Twister, the unh. How crazy was, creepy was it? - Never, nevermind. Oh. (chuckling) - Never forgive you for that, by the way. Look. It's like, it's like the scriptures
that he's got in here were written just for me. Listen to this. 2 Timothy 17 says, for God did not give
us the spirit of fear, but of power and of love
and of a sound mind. - Okay. - Not fear, love. - And don't forget, a sound mind, Donna. (chuckling) - And he, who is he? - Dr. Wes King. It might be Wesley. - So, are you going to write him? - I am going to write him. - You should. Mmm hmm. And he's a missionary. - Mmm hmm, yes, in Ecuador. - Ecuador? - [Donna] Mmm hmm. - As in South America, Ecuador. - Yup. - Okay. Just be careful. - Of course. You know me. It's not like I'm gonna
move there or anything. Enjoy your lunch, it was really good. (soft music) (chattering) (speaking foreign language) - Okay, let's pray. (soft music) Oh, before we pray,
remember some Americans are coming this weekend to help with the construction of the church. (speaking foreign language) No, remember, we speak
English at the dinner table. - Do we have to give our rooms? - Yes, you and Charlie will
have to go into Albert's room. (blowing raspberry) Aw, Mel's coming. - Yay! - Let's pray. (soft music) (speaking foreign language) (birds chirping) - [Mel] You're almost there, guys. I've been here many times before. We're almost there, Gary, come on. Almost there. Oh, and here it is. (speaking foreign language) Let's go in. (knocking) - [Wes] Mel. - [Mel] Dr. King. Good to see you. (speaking foreign language) Come in. (speaking foreign language) Hello, welcome, come in. - [Gary] Hey there. - [Wes] Welcome. (thunder booming)
(soft music) - So, how many kids live here, Dr. King? - Give or take, 50, maybe 60. - Give or take? - Yeah, give or take. - [Gary] So, you've been
here like, 15 or 18 times or something, right? - I was here a lot for
the summer during college. - This is Mel's home. I practically raised him. No offense to your mama. - It's gorgeous here. I love the architecture and the rivers. Just, gorgeous. - Thank you. My late wife and I
designed it and built it. In fact, we keep this chair open in honor of her at every meal. - Sorry for your loss, Dr. King. - Um. What is this? (speaking foreign language) - It's not (speaking foreign
language), it's anaconda. - Ugh! - No, no, Mark, boys. It's not anaconda. Anaconda's too tough. It's stew. It's perfectly safe, in
fact, everything here is perfectly fine, guys. You're at home. (soft music) No that, though. No, that's fine. When the Lord gave us this property, my wife and I would walk
it, oh I don't know, every day, sometimes
twice a day for almost a year before we built the orphanage. God promised us He would protect us. Two years to build. Like I said, we did it ourselves. - And after they build it, the volcano erupted. (speaking foreign language) - Where? Here? - Yeah, I remember thinking,
oh Lord, did I mishear You? Am I not doing what You asked? But then I remembered the
great men of the Bible, not that I would ever compare myself with those men, but nonetheless, He never promised us a rose garden, He just promised us He would protect us, even through the difficult times. - Isn't that a song? - As believers, we should
never live in fear. God told me to never again fear a volcano. If God be for me, would
would be against me? - So, tell me about this church. It's that property
across the street, right? - Yes. We so appreciate you
guys coming to help us. I'll have some church members and some of my kids coming to help you. - All right. So, where do you preach now? - Ha! - Me? - If you're a missionary,
don't you preach? - Oh, no. I'm a doctor. God just told me to build it. He said He'd send a pastor. I mean, our Bible studies are growing, but this village needs
a pastor and that's why God's allowing us to build the church. - But missionaries preach, right? - Well, they share Christ, a
love of Christ, Gary, right? - [Gary] Yeah. - Not all missionaries
are pastors or priests. Do you preach? - No. - But you build, right? - Yeah. - When we become followers of Christ, we become missionaries, messengers. A story, many years ago, I became a doctor with the sole purpose of
becoming a missionary, but I was mistaken, because
I was already a missionary. I could have saved thousands
of dollars in medical school. Miss Patty, would you get this gentleman some bread and fruit? We'll start you on that. And you guys should get
settled and get some rest. Things get started awfully early
around here in the morning. - The challenges you must
face on a daily basis must test your faith in almighty God, for He is our great provider. He is our comfort. He will be our strength. I stand reminded of His abundant love and His steadfastness
as the Great Physician. - Hey. - Yeah. - You should add a few
verily, verilys in there. - Oh, good point. How many? - Always two. They come in pairs. - [Donna] Oh no. Linda. - Yes? - I think I lost power. Oh, just a minute while
I light these candles. All right, okay. So, no verilys, okay. Oh no, my letter. - Oh no, your letter, right? Are you typing your letter? - Of course. - Don't. It sounds like a devotional,
a bad devotional. - I'm sorry. - Reminded of God's
abundant love and steadfast blah, blah blah, blah blah. - Are you making fun of me? - Yes. But I love you. Listen, get some paper. Get a pen. And write a letter. Write from your heart. (melancholy music) Share with him. Share you. (sighing heavily) - Thank you. - Good night. - Good night. (melancholy music) From the heart. I found my life was over
when my husband died. I didn't know how I was gonna live, how I would even face another day, but then I thought about
the rising of the sun, God, creation and just how
much He still loved me. You know, I could live
without many things. I could live a life alone, a life without dreams, a
life without a husband, but I just couldn't live without Him. He is truly the heartbeat to all I do. - [Mel] Hi, Dr. King. - Hi, Mel. - Hey, listen, Barry, one
of the guys, he had an idea. He wanted to know if he can
paint a mural or something in front of the church? - It's okay, I guess. - Don't you want to know what it is? - No, that's up to you. - Okay. - They still back there? - Yes, they are. - They seldom leave my side. Bless their hearts. You know, it's funny. In the jungle, death is real. It's celebrated even
more than life sometimes. These kids have seen more
death than most soldiers. They understand death. They just don't understand loss. It's difficult teachin' 'em that. In God's kingdom, there is no loss. One day, they will see Brenda again. Have you thought more about your church? - I don't know, (mumbling). I don't know. As much as I think about
it, I just don't know. - Well, I pray the Lord
will reveal His plan to you. It's just that these people
really need a pastor. (mellow music) - My son, Will, he and
his wife have a passion for adopting children. Well, I guess you do, too. My daughter, Amy, comes
over to check on me often. Sometimes too often. - [Amy] Mom, Mom! Are you okay? (mumbling) - In the kitchen, hon. - Oh, we lost power last night. Storm or something. Over half the city was out. Did you lose power? Do you have power now? - Yes, good morning, darling. Yes, we did lose power, but
as you can see, it's back on. Coffee? - I had plenty. (mellow music) Dr. Wes King, Ecuador. What's this? - Nothing. I have to go to work. Love you. (mellow music) (phone ringing) This is Dr. Dzeke. - Mom. - [Donna] Oh, hey Will. - Got some good news, Mom. - [Donna] What's that, man? - Sarah and I, we're adopting again. - Oh, that's wonderful darling. - Yeah, we've been working with this international adoption agency. - [Donna] Uh huh. - They found us this darling
eight year old little girl. Her name's Tina. - [Donna] Mmm hmm. - She's from Columbia. - South America? - Yeah. Isn't Columbia next to Ecuador? - Yeah, you should come with us. - Yeah, I might. - Well, listen, I gotta fix this mower. But, God is so good, Mom. - Yes, a God thing. - I'll talk to you later. - Bye. (mellow music) (chattering) Will is adopting again. - What is that, like 10? - No, it's three. And get this. Columbia. - Sorry? - They're adopting a
little girl from Columbia. Columbia is in South America and it's next door to Ecuador. - That's right, sorry. - I'm thinking about going to visit him. Wes. In Ecuador. (sighing heavily) (crunching) Let me tell you about all the
countries in South America. Paraguay. Uruguay. New Guinea. Guyana. (laughing) You need geography lessons. Linda, listen. Columbia's here. (speaking foreign language) - What's goin' on? - Well, this man's a city official and the young man is Dorian. His uncle can't take care of him anymore, so, he's gonna stay here with us. Now, he's a child of the King. (mellow uptempo music) (saw buzzing)
(tools clattering) - Hey Jason. We need to jack up that wall down there. I brought you something. Got it? - [Jason] Yeah, I'm good. - Awesome. Man, I've never seen workers like this. And to be so little. It's amazing. - You know, the Amazon's only
about five miles from here. - What? You hear that? - Uh uh. I don't care if it's 500 miles from here. - Well, we gotta go if it's that close. You'll love it. - Nah. They got big spiders, boss. (laughing) There's probably big
spiders down that hole you're in right there. Now, now, now, get back down there. - I'm gonna go ask Mel. - That's a good idea. Come on, we'll all do it. It'll be fun. - Oh, come on, boss. (somber tense music) (speaking foreign language) (soft music) (chuckling) - Pedro and Charlie
just left the classroom. I think I told you about them. They're still having
a hard time adjusting. - [Mel] Hi, Dr. King. - Hi, Mel. - Dolph and Roberto we've
been working at the church but they want to take the
Americans to the jungle. Do you want to come? - The Americans want to go? - What are you doing? Writing a book? - It's just a note. - Why don't you use e-mail? - That wouldn't be romantic. Personal, I meant personal. - Romantic? - I'll meet you in the
courtyard in 10 minutes. Tell Miss Patty we're going and maybe start dinner a little later. - All right. - Thanks, Mel. (uptempo beat music) (thunder booming) Okay, guys. This is very special. This is the first village I came to when we first started our
ministry in the Amazon. Very, very special. They might even dance for us. That would be a treat. (uptempo beat music) (rain pattering) - They're gonna feed you. - What? - I said they're gonna feed you. If you don't eat, and you put it down, that's not a good idea. - I think that's a good idea, either. (uptempo beat music) (whooping) - [Wes] Okay, dig in, guys. - [Amy] It's like she
has the perfect dimples. - Oh, did you get the pictures? - [Amy] I did. - Oh, let me see, let me see. - [Amy] She's so cute, Mom! - Oh! Is that your brother? - [Amy] Yeah. - Oh, let me talk to him. Hey Will. She is so cute! Yes, I'm looking at them right now. Oh, honey. I am so excited for you and Sarah. Yes. Well, yes I'm coming down to South America with you when you go get her. Oh, honey. Okay. I love you, Will, bye. Oh, look at that little face. - South America? What's this? - That is none of your business. - Mom. (water rushing) - [Wes] Yeah. Okay. (speaking foreign language) Okay, I'll translate, okay. Our father was a medicine man. He had many wives, many children, but we were the only
twins that we knew about. Our mother was different, different from his other wives. He was a very mean man. Mean to her. We were quickly cast out. (melancholy music) My brother and I were only five years old when his violence led to her death. We had no one. We traveled all over, slept here and there. No food. No one to care for us because
they were afraid of Father. We collected bugs to eat
and slept in the rain. Until one day we decided to end our lives. We knew of these berries in the forest that would put us to sleep, take us away from this life to the next. We took them. We took them all. And we laid down on that rock right there, under the waterfall. I remember falling asleep,
but then we woke up. Then we saw it. The head of a giant
anaconda that had come up out of the water beside our heads. We were sweating. We had wanted to die, but not that way. Then a light appeared
over my head and it got brighter and brighter into the form of a man's face, not a jungle face, but a kinder face than I had ever expected to see. He smiled at us and spoke words of love. (speaking foreign language)
he said, I love you. I will always be with you, and as his image faded, he kept
speaking those words to us. I love you. I will always be with you. I love you. I will always be with you. (speaking foreign language) Whoo. Okay, let's head back. Let's head back. (footsteps crunching) - So, how did the boys
end up at the orphanage? - Well, that's a funny story. Several days later-- - Let me tell that. - Okay. - We left here and we
didn't know where we going. We started, we were
hungry, we saw this animal who had all these (mumbling) and we attack it. - What was it? - It was a bus. We got on it and we rode it. - It was a bus. They literally attacked a bus. See, the bus comes to town. That means two five year
old boys, jungle boys are hanging on top of it, trying to eat the metal, right? - [Jason] Yeah. - The police, they had no
idea what to do with them, so they brought 'em to me. Now, they have their own business, they have wives and children, they preach the gospel here in the Amazon several nights a week. All the villages throughout. They're bringing Jesus to the jungle, to their people. I think it's beautiful
the way God planned that. - So, they're going places you can't go. - Exactly. - And God's plan. - His plan, His timing. Oh, timing, Miss Patty's gonna kill us. Let's go. (mumbled yelling) (clapping) - What are you asking me, Lord? You know, I promise. Whatever it is, I'll do it. I just need to know what it is. (doorbell ringing) Hi, can I help you? - Hello. My name's Mandy. I'm a real estate agent. I just sold a house two doors down and I have lots of buyers in this area looking for houses just like yours. Have you ever thought about selling? Maybe looking for a new home? - Hmm. Come on in. (tense music) - I applaud your work, Dr. King, but moving these kids in
the middle of the night? That seems a little suspicious. - Do you guys believe in demons? - [Jason] Yeah. - Well, that was the
hardest thing I had to learn when I first moved down here. The powers of darkness are strong here. You know how it says in Ephesians that we fight against principalities? Well, this is a principality. All the tribal worship. Voodoo, medicine. Demonic oppression and just plain evil men. It's all over the place here. And it preys on these little children. That's why we call ourselves The Refuge. The Sweet Refuge. - Adios, children. Dr. King. - Jason. - [Children] Adios. - I'll be praying for you. - Thank you. (children speaking foreign language) - Dr. King, it's been a pleasure. - Thank you.
- Thank you. - Goodbye, Dr. King. I love you, man. (chattering) - Love you, too, Gary. But we don't say goodbye around here. So, we'll be seeing you soon, Big G. - All right. - Miss Patty made you some cookies. - Awesome. - This place means the
world to me, Dr. King. I will be back. - And I'm gonna keep praying that God calls you to be a preacher. - Ha. (engine grumbling) - What a blessing this has been. - Mel, Mel, my book bag. It has my passport in it. I can't find it. - [Mel] Well, we'll
turn around (mumbling). (thudding) (tense music) (speaking foreign language) - Dr. King. What's going on? What is the police doing here? - I don't know. What are you doing back? (tense music) (speaking foreign language) (clattering) - Abuse charges against the doctor. They might even take the kids away. - It's been two hours. There is such a thing as due process. They have no right to be in
there searching your property. You need to contact the embassy
because this is serious. Hey, hey, hey. Hey, where are you taking them? Mel, ask 'em! (speaking foreign language) That child is in Dr. King's custody! We demand to know where you're taking him! (tense music) - Dr. King. I'm an international attorney. I have years of experience
with Ecuadorian law. And I want you to understand
how very serious this is. They're basically accusing
you of abusing the child. - [Wes] That's not possible. - The presumption is that
this young boy, um... - Dorian. We've only had him a few days. His uncle brought him in from Columbia. - Yes, I'd say that it's
him that made the complaint, as they've taken him. - That's safe to say. So, what do we do? - You have to leave, Dr. King. - What? No, wait, what about the other children? - What other children? - Forget it. - If the police continue
this investigation, and they will, they're gonna lock you up until they complete their inquiry. (speaking foreign language) As I was saying, if you're not-- (speaking foreign language) As I was saying, if you're not here, then they can't arrest you, can they? You have to leave now. - But I didn't do anything. - Well, I believe you, and
I'll try and clear things up, but it's gonna take time. Here in Ecuador, they don't honor what you might call due process. - I'm not leaving my home. What about my boys? - Well, you can't really
be any use to them in jail, can you? An Ecuadorian jail, it's
not a pleasant place, I can assure you. - Dr. King, you have
very little rights here. I'd get out. - I have some work I can do in Columbia. - I'll stay here with the kids, Dr. King. - Me, too. I'm not going anywhere. - Yeah, and I can stay, for
a couple days, at least. - I'm gonna have to go back. I can help clear this up
better from the States anyway. Maybe we can get the State
Department to work with you. You need to tell him everything. - Oh no, I can't. And you can't, either. Promise me. - Okay. Okay. Let's go pack a bag. (speaking foreign language) (soft music) ♪ Who am I ♪ ♪ The Lord of all the Earth ♪ ♪ You care to know My name ♪ - [Wes] Oh, Miss Patty. (mumbling) Oh. ♪ Who am I ♪ (speaking foreign language) ♪ We choose to light the way ♪ ♪ My ever wandering heart ♪ ♪ Not because of who I am ♪ ♪ But because of what You've done ♪ ♪ Not because of what I've done ♪ ♪ But because of who You are ♪ ♪ I am a flower quickly fading ♪ ♪ Here today and gone tomorrow ♪ ♪ A wave tossed in the ocean ♪ ♪ Vapor in the wind ♪ ♪ Still You hear me when I'm calling ♪ ♪ Lord, you catch me when I'm falling ♪ - Here, Senor. Everything is in order, so, it's only that she needs to stay
for three days more. (speaking foreign language) - What is it? - Well, she has to stay
a few more days here. We can't take her out of
Columbia until Sunday. It's okay, Mom. The adoption agency said
that this might happen. - Yeah. - She's ours. She's really ours. - Well, you know, you don't really need me
hanging around for three days. I, uh... I have a friend in Ecuador. A missionary. Yeah. I've been thinking about visiting. - Mom. This is not the type of-- - Oh, honey. I'll be fine. - [Will] A suitcase? - Yeah, well. You never know. I'll see you in three days. Love you. (footsteps clacking) (knocking) (speaking foreign language) - Oh my. Gracias, how are you? - [Man] Dr. King. - What are you doing here? - Is there a place we
can talk, in private? - Sure. Come here. What's goin' on? - You know, I heard about
the raid on the refuge. - Yeah, that was just a big mix-up. There's nothing to worry about, so, what are doing here? - You know that kid? - Yeah. - This has nothing to do with him. - Well, I figured that. Dorian. What's goin' on with him? Is he okay? - I don't know. - Think you can find out? - I'll see what I can do. I'll try. - Good. - Something you need to know. I never wanted any harm to
come to you or the refuge. It's just that I wanted to-- - Listen, I know, I know. You've saved hundreds of children, from the jungles, from the streets. - We. - We. It's dangerous work, my friend. I'm just grateful you
brought some of them to me. I thank you for that. - You know they're out to shut you down. And take your children, and steal your property. - No, that's not my property. And those children,
they're children of a king, a great king, a powerful king, bigger than them, much
bigger than this king. - What can I do? - You just keep protecting the children, and I'll find a place for them. All of them. - All of them? - All of them. (knocking) - [Donna] Oh, my. (speaking foreign language) - Can I help you? - Is... Is this, is this The Sweet Refuge? - Yes, it is. - I'm Donna Dzeke, from America. I'm friends with Dr. King. - Come on, come on. (clattering) (thudding)
- Oh! Is Dr. King here? - No, he's not right now. - Oh, will he be... (speaking foreign language) Will he be gone long? Ah, but... - Hey, let me go get Mel. Mel, Mel! (speaking foreign language) - [Donna] May I? - [Arturo] Hello. (speaking foreign language) - How are you? - I am fine. How are you? - Yes. - Yeah. (chuckling) - My, my name is Arturo. - Arturo. (speaking foreign language) Donna. - Donna.
- Donna. From America. (speaking foreign language) - Hi, Mel. Donna, right? - Hi, yes, yes. - Was Dr. King expecting you? - You know, I don't really know. I mean, I was writing him letters and he was writing me back and uh, I told him several letters
ago that I was thinking about traveling to South America. See, my son and his family have adopted a little girl in Columbia and uh, you know what? I haven't, I haven't
really heard back from him. (dinging) - Donna? Have you heard from him? - Matter of fact, it's been several weeks, but you know, I thought I would
surprise him, I guess, but, I don't really know him. You know what? I'm sorry. Just tell him I came by,
I really should have-- - Oh, no, no, sit. He told me about you. - He did? - Yes. Your letters are sitting on his desk waiting for his return. - My letters? - Yes. - Oh. (speaking foreign language) Well, will Dr. King be gone long? - We do not know. - Is he okay? - Oh no, he's fine. - Oh. - You see, several
weeks ago, the orphanage was raided by the police. There were serious accusations
made against the doctor. - Oh! - Accusations of abuse. He was advised to leave the country for his own protection. He's now in Columbia, waiting for his issue to be resolved so he can return to the country and continue working at the orphanage. Meanwhile, the lawyers are
working on this case, here. (children babbling) They're kids. So, this is our dining area. Kitchen, Miss Patty's
over there with her cook. (speaking foreign language) And now, we have Barbados. And our living room area. (speaking foreign language) (baby crying) (chuckling) - Oh my. This is so beautiful. - [Mel] Breathtaking, huh? - Yes. My. - How long are you staying? - Oh, just a few days. Like I said, I have to catch
a plane back in a few days. - Well, then you should stay here. - Oh, no, no. I can find another place. - Oh, I insist. Relax, you're home here. (soft music) - So, how was your flight? - It was good. It was long, but it was good. - So long that you grew that entire beard during the flight? - I did. - That's a really long flight, Dad. (chuckling) Well, I've got something for you. (soft music) It's, it's... A surprise. - What is it? - It's a cell phone so that
means that I can call you anywhere, anytime, anywhere
you are in this world. - Hmm, hear that. (soft music) - So, what's goin' on? - Oh, South American politics. Corruption. Orphaned children. Drug cartels. - Oh, so the usual, I'd say. You okay? - Yeah, nothing for you
to worry about, son. - What is it that you always told me? God's got your back. - Hey. Thank you son, for the phone. - It kinda reminds me of the... (stammering) you remember the woman
from the funeral, Hanito? - Sure. - Well, what's her deal? - Well, that was the
first orphanage where I, where your mother and I served. We just found her in the
streets and took her in. She was, oh, defiant, I guess would be the word. We raised her until she
reached about 14 or so and she was adopted. You know, she was the only child who ever insisted we teach her English. She was determined. - Well, she e-mailed me. She wanted to get in touch with you. I told her you still don't have an e-mail because you don't have an e-mail, right? - No. - 'Course not. Here you go. Look at the subject line. God's got your back. - Look at that. (soft music) Oh. - Well, you should call her. She thinks the world of
you and it says there that she's got business in South America. - Are you reading my letter? - That's my e-mail, so technically, you're reading my letter that is addressed to you. - That's nice. Oh. - What is up with the beard? - It's just something different. - Well, it's definitely different. It's definitely, definitely different. Are you gettin' back on a plane, soon? - Yeah, in a few hours, actually. You know-- - Of course you are. - This refuge was our lives. Your mother and I put so much... I don't want you or your sister to... - Oh, that explains the beard, I think. This give me one of those, like, as I reflect upon my life, I
feel guilty for this speech. Come on. - No, I just... - Dad, you are a wonderful
father, fantastic. To me, to everyone here,
to everyone at the refuge. I mean, it's hard to share
you sometimes, but that's, I mean, it's worth it. - Was it? - Yeah. No question. Where you goin'? - Heaven. - Well, yeah, Dad, I sure hope so someday. Not right now. Where are you gonna tonight
on a plane in a few hours? - I met someone. (melancholy music) - In Ecuador? - Nebraska. - What are you, online dating? - Online dating? No, no. She wrote me. - Well, that's kind of
online dating, I guess. Well, good. Hey, I say go for it. Good for you. - Well, she doesn't know I'm coming. I'm not gonna... I don't know. - What? - We had been writing and
then something happened at the orphanage that made me think I have nothing to offer her. I mean, she's a doctor. She has a practice. - Hey, you're a doctor. You have a practice. - Yeah, not that like that. - Yeah, exactly like that. Oh, come... Look. Mom was an absolutely wonderful,
wonderful, wonderful mom. She was and you guys together made well, the best team but she's gone. She's gone now and you have an awful lot more life to live, so, if the greatest man that I have ever known thinks that he's gonna have a
pity party right here, that's just not gonna happen. No chance. (melancholy music) Nebraska? - Nebraska. (engine chugging) (doorbell ringing) - [Mandy] Oh, hi. Are you my nine a.m.? Come on in. Thank you. Let me show you around. It was mister-- - Wes, call me Wes. - Here's the sheet. I have to tell you I have been
showing this house non-stop. It is a gorgeous home, great neighborhood. - Why is she selling?
- Great. I really have no idea. I think to travel more, not sure. The owner's actually
out of the country now. - Out of the country, where? - Uh, South America or something, I think. - Thank you, I'm not interested. Well, I am interested. Bye. (melancholy music) - [Donna] Hey, Mel. Can you tell me where you keep the, oh, no, no, no. Nope, colors and whites
don't mix in the wash. - Okay. - Those boys. They are so sweet. And innocent. - So. Think there's gonna be a missionary? - Me? Have you ever thought
about being a pastor? - [Mel] Hmm. (phone ringing) - Hello? Wesley. I'm so glad to hear from you. Are you okay? I mean, I haven't heard from
you for quite some time. Oh. (chuckling) Well, I got here yesterday. You're where? I was in Columbia. Yesterday. (laughing) Oh my goodness, are you kidding? I was at the orphanage. Yes, I was there. I still can't believe that we
were there at the same time. Those children are so sweet. You should meet my little granddaughter. Oh, I can't wait 'til she comes home. Speaking of coming home, it
would be nice to see you. (melancholy music) I know. I know. It would be nice to see your face. - I want to come home. - You can't come back now, not now. - If God be for me, who can be against me? - The Ecuadorian police. The drug cartel. - No match against my God, plus, He told me to come back. - Who? - God. - All right. I pray, I mean, I pray a lot. Does He talk to you? - Of course. - Of course He does. - Okay, later this afternoon-- - It is later this afternoon. - Okay, sorry. The sun's gonna go down
behind the mountains. I want you to go outside,
take the second walking path down to the soccer field. About halfway down, there's a bench. God will meet you there. He always meets me there. Just ask, He'll be there. - Okay. I will. - Okay, bye. - Okay. Bye. (melancholy music) (heels clacking) (chattering) - [Hanito] Hello. - Oh my gosh. Please, sit. (chattering) Do you live here? - No. I just really wanted to see you. - Yeah, you sent my son an e-mail. - When I heard about Mrs. King... It was one of the saddest
days of my life, I think. She meant so much to me, the two of you. Dr. King, I am so grateful. I am who I am today, because
of you and your wife. - Oh, I-- - No, let me finish. I remember. You picked me. - I remember. - After the funeral, my company has a lot of resources, as well. We looked you up in Ecuador
and made some inquiries. You're a long ways from Ecuador, Dr. King. - I had some issues at the orphanage. - I know. - [Wes] What do you mean, you know? (speaking foreign language) - You sent the guy, the lawyer. - Dr. King, I have everything
that life has to offer, but it means nothing. Do you know why? - Why? - Because when I was a little girl, you gave me hope and that
hope changed my life. That hope is the heartbeat
of all that I do. - And what do you do? - This is the guy. - I'm sorry that you were
wrongly accused, and I'm sorry that you felt you needed to leave Ecuador, but you must go back, Dr. King. All the wrongs have been fixed. God's got your back. - Just like that? (melancholy music) - We know about the
kids you've been saving. You interfered with some
evil men, some very evil men. But we removed those men. Go back, Dr. King. I've got your back. - I do not know what to say. - Say you'll keep saving
eight year old children. They need you. Goodbye, Dr. King. I love you. - I love you. (chattering) (heels clacking) - Heavenly Father. Is this where You want me to be? Is this what You want me to do? (mellow music) You want me, the God of all creation wants me, oh, Father. Thank you. (dramatic music) Thank you for my life. Thank you for my children, my husband. Oh, thank you, thank
you for giving me life, a new life, a new plan. (dramatic music) (door thudding) Go, go. Go, go, go. What's going on? - I don't know, I don't
know, they haven't told me. (speaking foreign language) They're here to look after the property, Dr. King and the children. - I don't want any weapons
around the children. (speaking foreign language) No weapons. (speaking foreign language) (dramatic music) - He said it's okay. They've got lawyers, federal agents, said everything will be okay tomorrow. - Thank you, Lord. (speaking foreign language) - God is covering his back. - Yes. (chuckling)
Yes. Well, you know what? It truly was an incredible
spirit filled day. Yeah, God showed up. - Well, the devil lost again. I'm comin' home. - Oh, Wes. He's got your back. - Are you gonna be there when I get there? - Of course. I'm home. (melancholy music) You know, remember when I was a little girl. My parents took me to the
Camp of the Living Waters. Oh, somewhere in Oregon. I remember I didn't want to go. There was this missionary that came. You know, and spoke
about being a missionary. He talked about jungles
and hot houses and... I remember thinking right then and there, I want to go there. I remember telling God, I
want to be a missionary. - Missionary Jim. (laughing) - That's right. You're from Oregon. (chuckling) ♪ I can't live a day without you ♪ - [Man] How many of you guys
have heard of the Amazon? - [Children] Oh, me, me, me, me, me! ♪ Without your loving arms to hold me ♪ ♪ You're the heartbeat of all I'll be ♪ ♪ I can't live a day without you ♪ ♪ Oh, Jesus ♪ ♪ I live because you lived ♪ ♪ Your life yeah my dream ♪ ♪ Oh Jesus ♪ ♪ Oh I'm happy 'cause you care ♪ ♪ You're everything to me ♪ ♪ Oh I couldn't face my life tomorrow ♪ ♪ Without your heart ♪ ♪ I can't live a day without you ♪ ♪ Oh, and there's no night ♪ ♪ And there's no morning ♪ ♪ Without your loving arms to hold me ♪ ♪ You're the heartbeat of all I do ♪ ♪ I can't live a day without you ♪ ♪ My life tomorrow without
your arms (mumbling) ♪ ♪ Can't live a day without you ♪ ♪ There's no night and
there's no morning ♪ ♪ Without your loving arms to hold me ♪ ♪ You're the heartbeat of all I do ♪ ♪ I can't live a day ♪ ♪ Without You ♪ ♪ No, no ♪ ♪ Oh ♪
