Election Time in Brazil

After months and months of incessant campaigning it is time to vote here in Brazil. As usual that vote will take place on Sunday.

Praise the Lord, in the past the Sunday aspect of the vote has not affected our attendance and I don’t believe that it will this time either.

The alarming fact of the voting this term is that Dilma, a former Marxist, is in the lead. She has been campaigning hard, as have all of her opponents. Her advantage has been that she has the full support of president Lula, the most successful president in Brazil’s history, during the entire campaign. With his help Dilma seems to have commanding lead.

People that I talk to are NOT voting for Dilma but plan to vote for her opponent José Serra. However, most of the people that I talk to are in the minority both socially and spiritually. Thus theirs might not be the ruling opinion. The National poles show Dilma as a clear victor.

As in most elections there have been rumors that if Dilma is elected she will shut down churches. I doubt that she will. The same thing was said about Lula during the last two campaigns four and eight years ago.

Just as in any change of power there are bound to be changes in the way things are done. The new candidate comes in to make a name and institutes changes to do just that. Dilma has more than her share of ideas.

We are praying for God’s will knowing that His way is perfect and that we are in the last days. We know that our Lord Jesus Christ is in control no matter who wins. His government is just around the corner and we’re happy that there will be no voting and no insipid TV commercials involved. We do ask for your prayers.

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