About Tne Delta Academy.

What do you think would happen if, say, eighteen Family young people and their group leaders went out on two separate days to the center of a Romanian city with the goal of reaching it with Activated? Would they succeed even a little bit?
The city is Timisoara, Romania. It was the site for this year’s Delta Academy—FDTP camp for the EEA region. The cadets who attended this Academy were the ones taking part in this.—An “Activated experiment,” if you want to call it that.
Timisoara is located on the southwestern side of the country. On one side, it is the home of some of the most outstanding universities in the country, filled with thousands of aspiring leaders and professionals. On the other, it is part of a post-Communist Romania trying to emerge from an era most consider a painful memory.
The city provides the setting for this experiment; the Academy, the people who would try it. The time: four Saturday afternoons out of a month of training scheduled for just witnessing--one for just personal witnessing (a warm up), one for rain (a cool-down from the warm up), and two whole afternoons left for Activated. The tools of choice, of course, are Activated magazines.
That leaves us with one more thing to clarify; the “why”—the easiest one to think of. For one, Activated is what we are. The Family and Activated are one and the same. It’s what the Lord wants us to push and promote as the best thing in the world. That’s a good enough reason on its own.
Another “why,” almost equal in importance as the first, is to prove it can be done. Yes, even here, on this side of the world, as cold and unresponsive as some think it to be.
First there is inspiration for the day: a morning class on the subject of witnessing. They were always just that, inspiring; things like “Shiners or Shamers”—a MO Letter classic—can do a lot to boost your zeal when you want to fill the city with these life-giving magazines.
The teams are announced and the sandwiches are prepared—everyone is ready to stay out until their goal has been reached. For most of the attendees it would be the very first time they had done anything like this, distributing Activated to the masses, but they are willing to give it a try. After all, faith-stretching was on the package deal for this Academy.
Once it got started, timid matches became fiery wildfires as they strove to shove a magazine into the hands of every person within a 20 meter radius of them. Fire spreads. Zeal is flammable, and extremely dangerous. The magazine went out.
All kinds of people got it. From bums to business men, atheists, no-longer Satanists and plenty of students—it’s for everyone who wants it. Miracles happened. Everyone felt them. Activated Heaven is full of amazing salespeople. Those who ventured out and tried it were pleasantly surprised to see that it could very much be done, and done well. They were inspired, and their Homes would be too when they convince them to try it.
About three hours later, the outreach ended, but not the witnessing—not by far. In a city like this, with weapon like Activated, you are bound to meet receptive souls and searching hearts. For that very reason, a committee of three or four cadets would prepare a witnessing evening to end the Saturday. Anyone who wanted to come was welcome to. Impromptu Bible classes, witnessing skits, testimonies, and powerful inspirations turning into domestic Holy Ghost samples—it was all a very powerful witness for those who choose to leave their Saturday night routine and come and see.
At the end of the first Activating night, two subscriptions showed up, out of nowhere. After the second night, two more, as well as someone who signed up for the 12 Foundations Stones course. Besides them were many more sheep to will continue to be followed up on, leading them along to the place God has for each of them.
The morning after each of the Activating Saturdays, the stats were announced. The shiners received applauses—after all, thirty and twenty-eight magazines for one afternoon is pretty good for first two shiners who had only done this once before.
In the end, the stats were amazing:
During the four witnessing days there, approximately 300 souls were won. Tracts were handed out by the thousands.
As for magazines, 540 were given out. That is in two days, adding up to about six hours of distribution. That isn’t bad. They weren’t handed out for free, either—that’s what the tracts were for—; around nine hundred dollars were raised during those two days. After all, witnessing pays.
Most of the money was donated toward the AIP conclusion camp to be held a few months from now. Of course, all of these miracles wouldn’t be complete without a celebration—since we like fun so much—and so another some went toward that—the snacks for our party.