Yes, I vaguely remember that during maybe our last year in El Salvador, there was a healing evangelist who was supposed to be there to preach at a series of Revival meetings, but he fell ill and was not able to arrive, but there was a Revival service anyway because, not wanting the people to be disappointed after all that advertising blitz with the evangelist's name on it, my Dad was the one who preached the sermons and prayed for the sick. So that might sound like a lie to some clueless person who did not hear this story told in the right way, but anyway, that was how that happened.
(Don't even get me started on those Baptist idiots.)
