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On the Run

When one is off the net one tends to grab time when one can. As I type now, I am sitting in Ben and Dani's echoing house. I just finished painting the babie's room. Don't panic, there is no baby yet, though I wouldn`t be surprised if one doesn`t come soon (just a guess). Anyway, while contempating life disconnected from the internet I am realizing that one can live a good and productive life with out it. I believe that my spiritual life has improved. My communication with my wife and daughter has improved. And it is refreshing.

I am the type of person that can get on the internet and go from one thing (whether, artical, software site, or blog) to the next without much planning or forethought. What was a tool becomes a stumbling block. In fact not long ago I said to Dawn, "Why on earth do I need to know what is going on on the other side of the world?"

Not that "keeping up with the news" is necessairly bad, but it can be addicting and a become a time waster. Time is ticking away and the Devil loves it when I am "busy" on the Net when I should be busy in my Father's work.

Speaking of that work, we had a visitor last Wednesday night at our in home Missions conference. Pray for Suelen who was invited by Zelha and seemed to enjoy her time with us. She heard the Gospel as Ronaldo gave his testimony and an invitation was given at the end of the service. Tonight will be our last Wednesday night service at Francisca's house. Pray for her husband Marcio, and his brother Moises who need Christ.

Sunday night we had 67 in service and had a wonderful time in the Word even though the power went out just as Ben began his message. It was almost impossible to see hands at the invitation but we know God is working. Our choir sounded lovely and Abby is doing a great job at the piano. Have I already mentioned that?
At the Sunday work at Habiteto I heard another scarry story. Franky was talking to one of his friends and I heard the words "Bloody T-Shirt". When I asked him what he was talking about he said, "Pastor, there were three fights in the neighborhood this week. I saw a guy coming out of his house with blood all over his shirt and a knife in his chest!"

Did I ever tell you that Habiteto is a dangerous place? Pray for the safety of our Bible Club kids. And speaking of t-shirts and our Bible club that reminds me. The summer break is almost upon us (December - February) and in order to keep some of the momemtum going during our absence Alexandre wants to buy 20 of our faithful kids "club" t-shirts. Calvary isn't funding the club yet and Alexandre and his team doesn't have the money necessariy ($100) to buy them. Would you, your family, your Sunday school class, your church, be willing to help with this project? If so you could send your gift to my account at Baptist Mid-Missions (with "kids club" in the memo line) and I will make sure that the money gets to Alexandre.

Drop me a note if you'd be willing to help.

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