Our British friends, Mike and Daveen Wilson, live in the bush about 30 minutes from Mossoró. When the rainy season starts, these lily like flowers bloom all over the landscape. They last only a short time and only bloom once a year. Daveen brought me a "bouquet" of these gorgeous flowers which graced our table for about a week.Ken took this video of some of the smallest monkeys in the world. They live in the trees at the home of friends of ours (about 3 hours from Mossoró). Just in case you doubted whether or not monkeys like bananas....
Dan meeting with the Stucky Team one last time before heading back to the States.Four years ago a large group (23 all told) came from Marysville, Washington, to minister with us for 10 days. It was the most incredible and intense 10 days on record, which included 8 presentations that the group put on for two weekends running.
Several in that group had fallen prey to drug addiction BC (Before Christ). When the opportunity came up to visit a drug rehab just outside of Mossoró, they were more than willing to share their testimony of Christ's love and the victory that they each had had over drug addiction. Ken took them out to visit these guys, sing, share the Gospel and give them hope of a new life in Christ.
zipping ahead to the present...
Dan, the pastor who organized that group, was just here in Brazil for 2 weeks doing a Team Stucky ministry evaluation. Hours were spent interviewing students, teachers, neighbors, business associates, and then writing the assessment and suggestions.
Just before leaving, Dan was at the mall buying a few gifts for family and friends. Standing in line at the check out, a man turned around, looked at him and said, "Hey, I know you! You're a singer and a drummer!" Dan's first thought was that this guy was at one of the presentations at ALPHA. But that wasn't the case. "No, you came out to the drug rehab, sang some songs and told us about Jesus Christ. I will never forget it, because that was the day that my life changed. Not long after that I accepted Jesus and now I am a missionary. Just yesterday I was out at the rehab preaching to the guys there."
Wow. Speechless. Only God could orchestrate an encounter that would serve to be such an unbelievable and incredible encouragement after 4 years. I am reminded again how important it is to keep my nose to the spiritual "grind-stone" and let HIM do HIS work in HIS time. I may see results, or I may not, but that isn't the point. My job is just to be faithful.
A few of my adolescent Sunday School boys (Berg, Julian, and Victor) out fishing for their first time.After finishing our Sunday School quarterly, I wanted to do something special with the kids who had had faithful attendance for the last 4 months. The girls came over to our house Friday for a sleep over complete with pizza and a moonlight swim. This morning, Milton, one of our deacons from church, helped me take the boys on a wee fishing trip just outside of town. Here are some shots of our time out.
Awesome, beautiful, refreshing...in the middle of a very dry land.
We fished mostly for minnows, but I happened to hook a slightly bigger dude...since he was of the bigger variety, we threw him back in.
Milton got a tilapia with his net...we kept this one. :)
We've got company...thankfully downstream.
Our MINI fish...took them home and fried them up for lunch. MMM MMM!
Another addition to the previous "instructional" post...here's a video for your educational entertainment. If you are ever in the area, we will try our best to cook up a few of these babies for you. Tanajura: Giant Leafcutter Ant
At least we didn't BLOW it!This July, our family + Ken's folks and our school secretary, drove almost 6000 miles round trip to the Everglades of Brazil. It was quite an experience to say the least. We actually crossed over the boarder into Bolivia for several hours. Ken spent months planning this trip. Aside from making reservations, buying maps, installing Lazy-Boys in the back of the van (no joke), calling friends to see on the way, and finalizing the itinerary, he decided to buy two new tires. One of the tires was put on the spare rim and the other got stored under one of the bench seats in the van...just in case. After reaching the point farthest from Mossoró, we started our week long treck back to the north-east. That's when it happened. A deafening noise came from the right, rear of the vehicle. Sure enough, it was time. Ken's preparedness had paid off. Time to put on a NEW tire. Just in case you think this very thing might ever happen to you, I thought it might be helpful to share my instructions on how to change a tire when you are 3000 miles away from home. Feel free to even print it to save in your car so you, too, will know what to do.
Step 1: Act very dramatic for the camera as 8 people's luggage is removed from the back of the van so the spare tire can be removed.
Step 2: Ask yourself, "Is this for real?" Add other comments like, "This is making me hungry. Hope I don't have to use the bathroom anytime soon."
Step 3: Have the big strong men traveling with you jack up the car and remove the old tire.
Step 4: While the new tire is being installed on the car, add a little more drama for effect.
Step 5: Finally, find a truck stop (at 10 p.m. on a Sunday) that will put the other NEW tire (stored under the bench for such a time as this) onto the spare rim. None of those fancy pneumatic tire changin' machines here, ...flex those muscles!