Brazil, Day 10: Giving to Brasil

When my alarm went off this morning, the last thing I wanted to do was get out of bed. I wasn’t necessarily tired although I definitely could have slept longer. Rather, I just didn’t want to get out of my really comfortable bed and go running. But I took a break two days ago, so after laying there for almost an hour, I finally got up and ran.

It was wet outside, so it was obvious that it had rained overnight. I got up to the seminary road and had run only a half lap around the campus when it began to rain again! So I just kept running…in the rain…in the desert. I don’t do that often, but today I had the chance. It didn’t stop raining either as I ran my five kilometers.

When I got back I read Acts 7. Man, Stephen knew Israel’s history so well! He knew it so well that he could quote what God said to Israel when he gave commands to them. Imagine the sorrow and consequences that Israel could have avoided in their early days in Canaan if they had the same grasp on their history that Stephen had!

Furthermore, I was struck by the fact that the first martyr was not an apostle, pastor, or missionary. He was a layman in the church, faithfully fulfilling his responsibilities and sharing the gospel!

I had never considered it before, but Stephen is a prime example of how the men in our church today should function. You don’t have to be “called” to full-time ministry to do great things in ministry. You don’t have to be a pastor or vocational missionary to study and know Scripture well. Just look at Stephen. Because of his passion for the gospel as a layman in the church, he was put to death. Wow.

For breakfast we had cinnamon rolls, baked oatmeal, papaya, and orange juice. Rest of the morning I spent writing my blog and studying for the message I preached this evening. Halfway through the morning, it started raining again! It poured monkeys and donkeys for several minutes, something that never happens here at this time of the year. For a moment I thought I was back home in Iowa…

Soon enough it was time for lunch, and we ate chicken lasagna and fettuccine alfredo with cooked broccoli and cauliflower for the vegetables. We didn’t know when supper would be, whether it would be in a couple hours or not until after the evening service.

We left at 1:30 to go to their church’s Sunday School for the children at the school. Due to a huge Brazilian holiday known as

Brazil, Day 9: Last Day of School

Because I slept in with no exercise yesterday, I determined that I had to run today…and I did. My legs felt much better, so I ran five kilometers (three miles), and it feels like I’m starting to get back into the running shape I used to have. The sprinting isn’t there yet, but the endurance is coming back.

I did my devotions in Acts chapter six. It is neat to see how God continued to work in the church, strengthening it and multiplying it through the ministry of the six men chosen by the church to help the apostles. Do our deacons and other laymen in the church have that same impact today as they serve?

It’s interesting how the chapter ends. Stephen was put on trial for preaching the gospel, and it says, “And all who sat in the council, looking steadfastly at him, saw his face as the face of an angel” (Acts 6:15 NKJV).

You know how we often think of some kids as being “little angels,” or we look at a naughty little kid and don’t want to punish him because he looks like an angel? Well, in this case, Stephen was doing everything right, and he literally looked like an angel because he was suffering shame for the glory of God. He had God’s blessing upon himself!

I checked my email and read EBM’s dissolution statement and thought about the role of a mission agency. The night before, I had also talked with Pastor Jim about the concept of mission agencies requiring missionaries to retire once they got to a certain age. It’s interesting to think through these things and try to figure out the responsibilities of mission agencies, especially in conjunction with local churches.

For breakfast we had baked oatmeal, pineapple, and papaya. After breakfast, we drove back to town for a couple errands, and then returned to the school to re-install the school’s lights. The issue was with faulty florescent bulbs. They all had loose ends, so the connectors just detached and didn’t conduct electricity. Apparently the school had bought a batch of bad bulbs. So Pastor Jim bought new, good bulbs and replaced them all, and now they work fine!

While we were at the school, one of the church members walked by. She’s an older lady, and she stopped to talk to us. She got really emotional and told us that she knew Christ was returning soon. With all the protests and unrest in Brazil right now, she’ convinced that the end is near. She had been awake until 3am in the morning, praying about it, and she told us to watch and pray too because Christ was coming back!

For lunch we had tacos, and I spent the afternoon uploading pictures and getting some other small things done. Around 4:45 I was summoned to the athletic court on campus where several of the seminary students were gathering to play soccer. I was so excited!

I could barely contain a smile as I quickly got ready and walked up there. I finally got to play soccer with Brazilians in Brazil! It was something I had hoped to do, and my dream came true. I played a few rounds with them on their hard court, and I did fairly well. The first time I touched the ball, I almost scored but was