Last Saturday my parents arrived in Brasilia. I spent most of last week with them, showing them around (with lots of help from Betty and Ottis) and trying to translate for them. They left yesterday. It was really good to get to see them and to connect with home, but now I'm back in my home in Ceilandia enjoying my last rainy day here.
The time has come for us to move again. The team reunites tomorrow to take a bus to Goiania (a city about 3 hours south of the Federal District) to spend a week there. When we return to the capital, Dani and I will be in Gama and Sheralynn and David will move to Ceilandia to begin our final two months here. Dani and I have spent these past two months living with and getting to know the members of the church and the community here in Ceilandia, but now it's time to leave once again.
And I've decided that while it's not all that easy having to start over again every two months, just after I'm really starting to really feel at home, it is a sort of blessing in disguise. It's nice that no-one will remember mistakes that I've made or their opinions of me. It's like getting to start over, this time knowing more Portuguese and more about Brazillian culture. Every time we've made the change, it's been difficult but in some ways always a relief. I'll just have to keep trusting in God and look for ways to serve in my new location.
(This blog has not pictures, obviously, but I've put some new albums up. The links are over on the right)
