Travelogue: Ceará or Bust
Last month I took a trip to Ceará to attend a conference. The trip is 16 hours long, so I took the GoPro along to pass the time. This playlist is all the videos I took of the trip, in order.
Last month I took a trip to Ceará to attend a conference. The trip is 16 hours long, so I took the GoPro along to pass the time. This playlist is all the videos I took of the trip, in order.
This ad is showing on TV here in Brazil. It is for a bank, advertizing their paperless banking. But the star of the show is the baby. I have yet to tire of seeing this one. ____________________ Did you enjoy this post? Consider making a donation to our ministry in Brazil. As an Amazon Associate…
When one visits São Luís today, one is confronted with the ruins of what was once a beautiful colonial city. While there are still places that exude old-world charm, much of it has been lost due to the natural increase in population and accompanying urbanization. But this “old tropical city” feel existed well into the…
Almost since our arrival back on the field, we have been working on making the upstairs parsonage/apartment livable for our associate pastor, Francivaldo. A couple months ago he was able to move in, but I don’t believe I ever posted pictures of how it turned out…until now.
Behind our Kerigma congregation stretches a sizable neighborhood called “Coroadinho”. It is known as a hotbed of crime and violence. Within this neighborhood–and within sight of our church–is a hill named after a colorful figure from Coroadinho’s past known as “Ze Bom Bom”. If Coroadinho is a hurricane of crime, Ze Bom Bom hill is…
The Gruta da Lapinha is a spectacular series of caves located near the city of Belo Horizonte, in the state of Minas Gerais. I had the opportunity to tour the caverns a couple weeks ago during some down-time from the annual Baptist Mid Missions, Brazil conference. Here are some of the amazing things we saw:…
On Saturday one of the local politicians–in the hopes of garnering votes–sponsored a big “folklore” party at my house. And by that I mean, if you stepped out of my front door, you were literally in the party. Since I wasn’t going to be sleeping much that night (these things go into the wee hours)…