As a boy, I remember going to my grandparents’ home for the holidays. Invariably the extended family would be there, and on Christmas Day the table would be loaded with delicious food. Laughter and merriment could be heard throughout the house. Outside, snow would be blustering. Somewhere in the distance, Bing Crosby would be crooning “White Christmas”.
On Christmas day this year we managed to create a good part of that atmosphere here in northeastern Brazil–minus the snow, of course.
The table was indeed groaning with delicious food…

Christmas Feast

…and our home was full of the sound of laughter and merriment coming from the mouths of fourteen young people from Peace Baptist Church. When we all got around the table, it made for a regular Christmas feast.

Christmas Feast

And although it was Il Divo doing the crooning instead of Bing Crosby, “White Christmas” could still be heard in the distance.
We missed being able to spend Christmas with the extended family this year (we were not able to get to Maranhão as we had planned to visit Itacyara’s family), but we thank God for the opportunity he gave us to host this “adopted” family of young people.