Missing my Friend
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Missing my Friend

This happened four years ago today. The wound is still surprisingly fresh. Did you enjoy this post? Consider making a donation to our ministry in Brazil. As an Amazon Associate I earn from qualifying purchases.. This means that clicking on these Amazon links and making purchases is one way you can help our work. Also,…

The Lasting Legacy of “Seu Tomé”
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The Lasting Legacy of “Seu Tomé”

My first encounter with Tom Willson was in 1989, in a missionary prayer meeting in Juazeiro do Norte, CE, Brazil. I was a skinny 17 year-old kid, and Tom was a veteran missionary. After a devotional and a time of prayer, Tom took me aside and gave me a quick overview of the Juazeiro’s culture…

Put Not Your Trust in Princes…or Presidents
Brazil | Writings

Put Not Your Trust in Princes…or Presidents

October 27, 2002. I was sitting with the Brazilian Bombshell in a Brazilian restaurant in Orlando, FL. It was my birthday, and Brazilian cuisine was my present. It was also the birthday of one Luís Inácio “Lula” da Silva, and his birthday present was a little bigger: he had just been elected President of Brazil….

Book Review: We Cannot Be Silent
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Book Review: We Cannot Be Silent

There is no denying that the Western Civilization we currently inhabit is fundamentally different from the one inhabited by our parents and grandparents. A good part of this massive shift has to do with what is called today the “marriage equality movement”. In his book We Cannot be Silent (2015, Nelson Books), scholar, author, college…

Sadness and Hope
Church Plant | Writings

Sadness and Hope

The following are excerpts from our most recent prayer letter. You can read the whole thing here. The past month and a half has been for us–without a doubt–the most difficult of our ministry since we arrived in Brazil. Our walk through the valley began on April 2nd, when our beloved co-worker Francisco Bezerra was…

Farewell, Friend
Family News | Writings

Farewell, Friend

This was not the post I had planned on writing today, and even now, as my fingers move, I can scarcely believe what I am seeing appear on the screen. As I was getting ready to teach an English class last night, the phone rang. It was a lady from our church, imploring me to…