Pastor - Lima, Peru
Dario pastors New Life Baptist Church in the district of Oasis de Villa in the southern area of Lima.
As a child, I had the opportunity to attend a Baptist church with my aunt and uncle, but when my parents and I moved, I no longer attended church and was not concerned about my salvation.
However, I sporadically attended youth group meetings while I was young, though I showed any signs of conversion. When I was nineteen, I was invited to attend a church anniversary close to my house. Looking back, it is incredible that I continued attending because at first none of the other youth greeted me or wanted to talk with me, due to my bad reputation.
After six months though, some began to greet me, sit with me, and invite me to whatever event they were having. I couldn’t believe it. It made me so happy. I had already given up partying with my friends and had gone six months without drinking or smoking. I am not sure how, but during this time it was like I was invisible to my worldly friends. One day they asked me where I had been for so long. This question gave me pause and after thinking about it for a few minutes, I concluded that I was a Christian. None of my friends understood this response, but I did.
With my profession of faith problems began. Some of my friends reproached me, some made fun of me, and others became angry with me. Even my father was angry with me. My old friends continued to pursue me and to try to entice me to sin with them, and on one occasion I fell into sin with them. However, the fall was very painful, and I felt miserable. This brokenness was even further evidence that I was no longer the same. God had worked a miracle in my life without me even realizing it was happening.
I became the black sheep of my family, as they called me, since I was the only Evangelical. This went on for about two years, and for personal reasons I ended up moving to San Sebastian in the state of Cuzco. Once I arrived there, I immediately began attending a Baptist church. It was in San Sebastian that I realized I needed to be baptized and was baptized in August of 1989. I then spent some time working in each of the ministries of the church—Sunday School, youth group, and evangelism.
Due the growing membership of the congregation and because of several other missions that had been started by the believers there, the church decided to search for a co-pastor to help with the workload. At this point an older man from the congregation posed this question to the church: “Why are we going to look for a co-pastor from outside when we have a brother right here in the church who does all of the things that we would get a co-pastor to do? Why don’t we just recognize this brother as the co-pastor?” That is how my life in the ministry began.
After this I was elected secretary of the Association of Pastors of the Inca Region. At a family camp (affiliated with the Association) I was involved in an accident; I was electrocuted by touching a power line. I had to go to Lima for rehabilitation and while there, I began attending Maranatha Baptist Church, where I stayed for five years. I got married at that church and also served God there under the pastor, as Timothy served Paul (as a son with his father).
While at Maranatha Baptist Church I served in different areas of the ministry. During this time I also maintained a secular job, and God provided for all our needs. Over the course of these years, I never lost touch with my pastor from Cuzco, and whenever he came to Lima he would come by my house and visit. We would talk about our children of the faith, who today are pastors and missionaries and about the good old days when I was in the ministry with him. It was then that I realized that there was an emptiness in my life. I came to see that my love for God had grown cold and that I had come to love money and care about providing a home and many nice things for my wife and my daughters more than serving the Lord.
One day my pastor from Cuzco arrived with another pastor from Lima. We talked a while about the church and then they left. After about a year both of them returned and asked me if I would like to take over as pastor of a church in Oasis de Villa (in the city of Lima). I was so happy to hear this question. The pastor told me that he had been praying for me for a year, and I told him to simply let me know when I would get started. I did not even need to give it a second thought. However, it occurred to me that I needed to speak about this with my wife and with my pastor. So, after they left, I shared with my wife what the brothers had told me. My wife said that she had been praying for the Lord to give me a better job and believed that the Lord had answered her prayer. She asked me when we could get started. I told her that I still needed to speak with our pastor.
My pastor encouraged me not to make a hasty decision and that I should pray. At about this same time, my brother offered me a job that had an incredible salary. I shared this with my wife, and she told me that God had already answered our prayers and that she did not feel like God wanted me to accept the job with my brother. I then called the pastor from Lima that had spoken with me about the pastorate in Oasis, and I shared with him about my desire to take over the work there. That is the story of how I came to be the Pastor of the church Iglesia Bautista Nueva Vida of Oasis de Villa beginning in May of 2006.