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  • ivanildotrindade 11:40 pm on June 27, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: cheap salvation, , feeling better than others, free salvation, friend of the poor, how to treat others, , low position, putting others first, salvation   

    Learning from Children — Part 2 

    This is the second post of a three-part series of a message I preached last Sunday. Hope you enjoy it. 

    There is a second lesson Jesus wants us to learn through His precious children and that is…

    B. The Lesson of Humility

    To understand this lesson, we turn to Matthew 18:1-6:

    “At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, ‘Who, then, is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?’ He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: ‘Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.’” (Matthew 18:1-6).

    You have to love the way Jesus used children as visual aids for His lessons. These were the days before Power Point or multi-media presentations. They didn’t even have overhead projectors! So Jesus did the next to the best thing: He motioned to a little kid playing nearby and made him stand right in the middle of the disciples to teach them a lesson about humility.

    But I am getting ahead of myself here. I don’t know what to say about the disciples. They were running around with the greatest servant leader of all times and they were constantly bickering about who was the greatest among them. At one point, James and John even enlisted the services of their Mom to ask Jesus if He could position her two sons on either side of Him when they got to the Kingdom. Jesus, of course, told her that she had no idea of what she was asking.

    Unlike the time when the disciples tried to stop children from seeing Jesus, this time Jesus didn’t get indignant, He simply showed his favorite “Power Point” – a small child with no power, no pretention to greatness and no claim to favored status in the world. The text says the child was of “low position.” Jesus took that child, and said, “Look at how this child is – not worried about being important or better than everybody else. Become like this child and you will be the greatest.”

    We all know that when children are small they care little about power and position. It’s only later, as they learn from adults, that they start noticing whether their parents drive a Cadillac Escalade or a Dodge Neon or whether they live in the north or south end of town. Small children are the original egalitarians and they don’t go around pulling ranks.

    I once heard Chuck Swindoll, the famous Christian author, tell the story of a five year old girl who was tired of older kids picking on kids like her so she decided to start her own club. And the motto of her club was “Nobody big, nobody small; everybody medium.”

    And that’s the lesson Jesus wants us to learn from God’s little children here: In spite of what you may consider to be evidence to the contrary you are made of clay and you are returning to clay. You have no reason to feel superior to anybody else on the planet.

    Moses put it this way in his song in Psalm 90:

    “You turn men back to dust, saying, ‘Return to dust, O sons of men.’” (Psalm 90:3)

    Do you pick up some irony here? Here is Moses, the most important prophet in the nation of Israel, getting old and thinking of his imminent death. Moses knew that no matter how important or beloved he was, when it came time for him to go, there would be no arguing with God. God would say “return to dust” and before the dust settled, he would be a goner, so what is the point of feeling superior or treating anyone as inferior to ourselves?

    This is a sober realization, my friends. The truth of the matter, whether you like it or not, is that when it’s all said and done, our names, our achievements, even our religious zeal, do not give us any advantages in this world. We are what we are because of Jesus so all glory goes to Him.

    Now, there is nothing wrong, of course, with aspiring to be something great as long as we don’t allow this aspiration to replace God in our lives. And we should never do it at the expense of other people. Remember: Nobody big, nobody small; everybody medium.

    Paul said it this way in Romans 12:16:

    Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position.” (Romans 12:16).

    I am familiar with a church that has an outreach to needy people in their community. On particular weekend people go into the homes of approximately hundreds of families, bring a box full of goods and share the story of the resurrection with people. Just about every year one of the pastors gets a phone call from someone wanting hi8m to sort of handpick a house just for them. Usually the conversation starts like this, “You know I have always wanted to do get involved with this ministry to the needed, but I have a problem with…” And the list can include anything from house with cats to allergic reactions to cigarettes, to “dirty” houses… you name it. The pastor always has to politely encourage people to look for another ministry because they are obviously not ready for this one.

    Imagine if our Lord thought that way when His heavenly Father informed Him that He was going to come to this place called earth and be born a baby with all the traits of earthiness and mortality associated with it. “I will go… if the people receive me as the King that I am.” Or “I will go… if I can live in a palace, surrounded by servants who will tend to my every need.” Or “I will go… if they will accept my message.” Instead, the Word of God says that the eternal Son of God temporarily gave up His claims of divinity to become one of us. He pitched His tent among us, deeply flawed human beings and, in the process, He became a servant, willing to go the distance, even the distance of spilling His own blood so we could have hope of forgiveness and reconciliation with the God who made the universe.

    We read about this in an old Christian song, which Paul quoted in his letter to the Philippians (Chapter 2:5-8):

    “… have the same mindset as Christ Jesus:

    Who, being in very natureGod, 
        did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing 
        by taking the very nature of a servant, 
        being made in human likeness. 
    And being found in appearance as a man,
        he humbled himself
        by becoming obedient to death 
    even death on a cross!
    (Philippians 2:5-8).

    I am so glad that Jesus, who was God Himself, didn’t put any conditions. He was willing to humble Himself — He came, he suffered; he died and lived again, just so we could experience forgiveness and achieve reconciliation with the God who made us. Salvation is free but it was not cheap — it cost the life of the Son of God Himself. What does that mean to you?

    I remember one time I was in Buenos Aires, Argentina, attending a huge conference, where both Billy Graham and Luis Palau spoke. I will never forget Palau’s remark, after the MC introduced him with a detailed, flowery introduction that ended with, “So it is my honor to give to you this great servant of God, Luis Palau.” Palau stepped up to the podium and, almost sheepishly, whispered into the mic, as if speaking to himself, “If he is a servant, he is not great; if he is great, he is not a servant.” And that is the part of his sermon I remember the most – and it has stayed with me for the rest of my life.

    The second lesson, then, God wants to us to learn through His precious children is this…

    Don’t feel better than anybody else. And don’t be proud. The Bible says that the one who mistreats the poor offends the God who made them. A friend of the poor is a friend of God. 

    Ivanildo C. Trindade

  • ivanildotrindade 9:53 pm on June 25, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: adults, , , , ,   

    Learning From Children — Part 1 

    Dear readers:

    I have been so busy I barely have had time to eat! I returned from Asia only last week and had to quickly adjust to time and work back in Wooster. Now I am getting ready to lead a team to the Amazon in Brazil. We leave in nine days. Yesterday, I was the guest speaker at another church and I wanted to share the message I shared with that congregation. they gave me the topic — parenting and family. I chose to speak on the lessons God teaches us through children. I share it with you so you can feel a little bit of my heart. It will be a three-part series. Hope you enjoy it. 

    I once read a story about Dwight Moody coming back from one of his evangelistic campaigns and telling his wife that he had two and a half converts that evening. She asked him, “How old was the child?” He said, “Oh no, it was two children and one adult.”

    This story reminds me that so often we get things reversed when it comes to children. While we recognize that children need guidance and direction and are prone to get into mischief, it is also true that there are times when God wants us to follow the children’s way and not the other way around. Jesus was a master at using children to teach adults valuable insights and today I want to look at

    three lessons He taught us through God’s precious children and they are all found in the Gospel of Matthew.

    The first lesson we want to look at is

    A. The Lesson of Friendship

    We find that in Matthew 19:13-14. If you have a copy of Scriptures, I ask you to open it there, if not, I have the words for you on the screen:

    “Then people brought little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them and pray for them. But the disciples rebuked them. Jesus said, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.’” (Matthew 19:13-14).

    Let’s face it; children can be a handful sometimes.

    My youngest daughter, Carissa, when she was a baby, she was always into everything. Her hands were like little weapons of mass destruction. She could be smiling at you while her hands were doing havoc behind her back. When she was a toddler, she was a handful at church, never sitting still, never listening to anyone. More than once I had to take her outside and read the Miranda rights to her.

    One time I was speaking and she was being particularly difficult. I apologized to my people and said, “I gotta take my daughter outside and have a little talk with her.” I grabbed her; put her on my arms, and started marching out of the building. She was facing the opposite way, toward the people, and just before we left the building, she yelled: “Pray for me!” The whole place erupted in laughter. I mean, after that, what can you possibly do?

    I realize that keeping kids under control can be an impossible task at times. I just returned from SE Asia and while there I interviewed a couple for a job. They have an eighteen month old baby who was crying the whole time we talked. Needless to say, the interview didn’t go very well.

    Sometimes kids can be more than a distraction. They can be absolutely taxing and overwhelming.

    This week my heart skipped a beat as I read the words of a young woman who posted online how much she hates being a mom. Here are some of her words:

    “I hate being a mother… My kids are of toddler and preschool age. They fight, scream and demand all the time… I am so unhappy… I never have a moment to just relax… Yes I love my kids but I hate mothering them… I fantasize about running away from it all. It’s too much!!! If I had to do it all over, I wouldn’t have any children. I hate being a mother.”

    If kids are perceived this way today, imagine back in Jesus’ day when children were considered to be more baggage and weight than an asset. The disciples were just displaying their cultural bias when they tried to stop people from bringing their children to Jesus. I can almost hear their words, “Look, the Lord is busy. Don’t you see all the people around him? He has more important things to do than to hold your sweaty little brats.”

    Jesus, the master contrarian, would have none of that. When he saw what the disciples were doing, he rebuked them. In fact, Mark adds an insightful comment that makes it unmistakably clear how Jesus felt about this issue. He says that the Lord became “indignant.” The word used there is very strong and it is the only time in the New Testament where it is used in reference to Jesus. Mark was not afraid to reveal Jesus’ true feelings on the matter. Today we would say that Jesus was “incensed” or “angry.”

    I can picture Jesus catching the commotion from the corner of his eyes as the disciples were trying to stop moms and dads from bringing their children to be blessed by Him. I can hear Him saying, “Guys, what are you doing? Stop that nonsense. Don’t mess with my precious children. It’s people like them that will keep me company in heaven.” And then he proceeded to take children on His lap and bless them… and all the other business was tabled! Don’t you love that?

    Jesus’ example shows us that He is a friend of children par excellence. And He wants us to go out of our way to love children, make them feel welcome, and never do anything that would block the path that leads children to Him.

    I am always amazed when I go to Latin America or Asia to see people lowering themselves when they speak to a child. From the child’s perspective, it makes perfect sense because all they can see, when adults talk to them, is some hairy legs or stockings, if they are lucky. I don’t know about you but I find it a little hard to have a conversation with a leg…

    Jesus, in a way, was teaching us to come down to the level of the children, to have the worm’s eye view, so to speak, and not the bird’s eye view. By strongly contradicting the disciples and interrupting everything to bless the children, Jesus was showing us the supreme value of children in God’s eye, and if we want to honor God we have to see children the same way.

    At the church where I serve every year we have a Sunday when we celebrate children in a special way. I remember a couple of years ago when our senior pastor preached a passionate sermon about letting the children come to Jesus. One of the things he said was that we needed to make our church a lot more kid-friendly. At some point he got excited and he said we shouldn’t give kids a hard time when they giggle and run through the hallways. He said, “Let the children run!” A few minutes after the service was over I saw a friend of mine, who is also an usher, telling a group of kids to stop running around. I said, only half-jokingly, “Didn’t you hear what the man said? ‘Let the children run!’”

    The point is that many grown-ups have this default mode to always keep children on a short leash. But there are times when we just need to let children be children. We need to give them room, within reason, to mess things up for that’s what children do best.

    We also need to make sure that we create an environment, whether at home or in church, that is positive, fun and encouraging for children. Make no mistake about it: children are surrounded by negativity every day. When my kids were small, I used to pray this prayer for them: “God, please surround my kids today with positive people; people who will build them up and not tear them down; people who will point them to God and not to the world; people who will bring the best and not the worst in them.”

    Speaking of prayer, ever since my children were born, I have prayed what I call the 3 P’s for them. 1. The first “P” is for protection (from the world, from the enemy of their souls and from themselves); 2. The second “P” is for purpose (I want my children to totally immerse themselves in the purpose of God for their lives. I don’t want them to rest until they find that purpose. And though I don’t want them to be miserable, until they find that purpose, I want them to be restless); 3. The third “P” is for a partner (think about this: there is a good chance that your children’s future partners are already living somewhere, people are shaping their lives, and decisions that will change them forever are being made). If you are not in the habit of praying the 3 P’s for your children, you should start that today.

    So, to recap, the first lesson God wants us to learn through His precious children is that we need to treat children as Jesus’ friends, not a burden.

    Ivanildo C. Trindade

  • ivanildotrindade 12:18 am on June 19, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: dung, fiding significance in life, horse manure, king for a day, knowing christ, meaning in life, meaning in things, paul's conversion, purpose in life, queen for a day, road to damascus, the great reversal   

    Dog Dung and Other Useless Things 

    I am not a prophet, in fact, I work for a non-profit, but without knowing you at all, I can say something about you that is absolutely, 100% true. All of you reading this have something in common with me – you want to be somebody.

    Not a single one of you out there wants to be a “nobody.” On the contrary, you want to be recognized, feel important, receive your dues. So here is the question: how do you achieve that? I read an article recently where the author listed nine things to go from a “nobody” to a “somebody.” His list included things such as “get money,” “make a big move,” “have power,” etc. Predictable, isn’t it? But is that the ticket?

    When I was studying Anthropology in Brazil, I lived for a time with a small tribe in the northeast area of Brazil that has a very peculiar custom – anyone can become a king or a queen for a day. On that day, people parade you around the village, carrying you on a chair especially made for the occasion, decorated with fresh flowers and surrounded with pockets where some delicacies are within reach at all times. They go out of their way to fulfill your every wish and at all times a select group of young men and women follow you happily shouting “Hail to the King.”

    Many people dream about that day but only a few ever get to do it, and the reason is that in order to be a king for a day you have to foot the bill for the entire village for that one day – all the food and drink their hearts desire, sometimes even medicine for the sick – that’s the cost of being a king for a day.

    I was told that people spend their entire lives saving so they can live that dream. The next day, they may go back to being a drunk on the street, but for that one brief moment in time they were a king for a day. I guess that’s one way to feel a sense of importance in life, but is that the ticket?

    How many of us have staked our sense of significance and importance in this world on some material thing outside of ourselves? I was told that Tom Brady dedicated his entire life to winning a Super Bowl ring but when he got his first ring, he felt empty. Now that he has won three rings, and is married to a beautiful Brazilian supermodel, I wonder if he feels happy, but how can he be if the media keeps telling him that in order for him to be the greatest quarterback of all times, he must win one more ring? Just one more…

    How about you? What do you think you need to do to feel important? Where do you draw your sense of significance in this vast universe? Is it academic achievement? Is it your social pedigree? Your fat bank account? Your acts of good works? Your beautiful wife? A family? What is the ticket for you?

    This week I re-read the story of Paul’s conversion and his reflections upon it in the little book of Philippians which he wrote. In it he talks about what can only be explained as a “Great Reversal.” Paul met Christ on the road to Damascus, where he was going to throw Christians in jail, torture them, and perhaps even kill them — he thought he was doing it for God. He was a proud man. Proud of his ethnicity, his intellect, his rigorous keeping of the law. But when he met Christ face to face, he says, everything that was once important to him became like rubbish.

    Don’t miss the word in the Greek: “skoubalos.” Outside of biblical literature, this word is used to refer to animal manure. Some translators render it “dung,” but that doesn’t even come close to the force of the word. In fact, if I ever uttered that word in the pulpit of my church, I would probably be fired. But Paul is not as sensitive as his translators. His meaning is a lot stronger here. He wanted people to know that once he met Christ all the things that he relied upon to give him a sense of meaning and importance became utterly repulsive to him. In my house, I coined a word for that — “horma,” meaning “horse manure.” Sorry. I wanted my kids to get the sense of what Paul was talking about without running the risk of being expelled from their Christian school. It became a “code word” for us — referring to something utterly meaningless which some people, nonetheless, attribute so much value to.

    Here is how Eugene Peterson renders these critical verses of Philippians 3: “The very credentials these people are waving around as something special, I’m tearing up and throwing out with the trash—along with everything else I used to take credit for. And why? Because of Christ. Yes, all the things I once thought were so important are gone from my life. Compared to the high privilege of knowing Christ Jesus as my Master, firsthand, everything I once thought I had going for me is insignificant—dog dung. I’ve dumped it all in the trash so that I could embrace Christ and be embraced by him. I didn’t want some petty, inferior brand of righteousness that comes from keeping a list of rules when I could get the robust kind that comes from trusting Christ—God’s righteousness.” 

    “Dog dung.” Why does that thought put a smile on my face? Big boats, lavish houses, expensive dinners. All good, but if that’s what you need to feel important, you’re just full of it. The “Great Reversal” — the ultimate “de-dog-dungized” medicine. Get if for yourself before the stench rises up to high heavens.

    Ivanildo C. Trindade

    • Sam Mick 12:40 am on June 19, 2012 Permalink | Reply

      Good post Ivanildo. I can benefit from being reminded of this often.

      “Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
      Look full in His wonderful face,
      And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
      In the light of His glory and grace.”

      Helen Lemmel, 1922.

      • ivanildotrindade 3:32 am on June 19, 2012 Permalink | Reply

        i love that song, sam. thanks for commenting on my post. i’m learning to de-materialize my life, but it is always a challenge.

  • ivanildotrindade 11:21 pm on June 7, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , cambodia traffic, dangers in cambodia, health care in cambodia, life in cambodia, motorbike accidents, motorcycle accidents, Siem Reap, traffic accident, Vietnam   

    Roads Kill in Cambodia 

    One could argue that what keeps the world moving are the stories of people. When I travel overseas my ears are always attuned to hear stories. I know that most of the times these stories will touch the depths of my heart. They make me cry and laugh, but mostly, they make me walk away at awe of people who have to endure so much for so long with so little in return.

    Traveling through the roads in Cambodia, especially between two big cities, one cannot miss a most unusual sign – women riding on the back of motorbikes, holding an IV tied to a makeshift pole, their one arm is outstretched in a most uncomfortable position, the other arm holds an infant, usually wrapped in a soft blanket (the picture above does not do justice to the shock of the scene, since you cannot see the baby nor the expression of concern on the face of the woman, but I had to quickly snap it from inside the car as we passed by the moped).

    These women, by any standards, are the heroines of this world. Having no other option but to recourse to the motorcycle ambulance, or the favor of a friend or relative, they brave the dangerous roads of Cambodia with only one goal in mind — to do all they can to get their child well.

    But children are not the only ones who suffer the consequences of willfully inadequate medical services. I was here only two days and feel like I was here one month, judging by the number of tragic stories I heard.

    A friend in Siem Reap, whom I have known since 2000, just suffered a terrible loss in her family. Only yesterday the ceremonies for the funeral of her uncle ended. He was 51 and had just bought a field for farming. While preparing his field for planting, he accidentally stepped into a B-40 unexploded device, left over from the time of the Vietnam war. The devastation from the explosion was horrific — he lost his arms, legs and his head was hit hard. He lived four days but could not resist the injuries.

    The irony is inescapable. Just a few days after Vietnam opened a couple of new fields for Americans to try to find the remains of their brave soldiers who died during that war, an innocent man who was barely out of his teens when the war ended paid the ultimate price for decisions others made and were never held accountable to it. As my friend said, “You hear about people dying from land mine related accidents, but you never dream that it could happen to your family.” There are some wars that never end.

    Then another friend and co-worker shared about his brother-in-law’s death due to a motorcycle accident. Only in his twenties, already married with three small children, this man was struck by a car while riding his motorcycle — a common occurrence in Cambodia. He sustained multiple injuries to the head but lived for a couple of weeks.

    During that time, my friend and his wife sold their car, their land, used all their savings and borrowed money from the bank. They took their beloved relative to Vietnam, where health care is more advanced. But after a few days in the hospital, they had to return to Cambodia because they didn’t have enough money to continue the treatment. What is particularly sad about this story is that 10 years ago my friend also lost his younger brother, also in her early 20’s to a similar accident.

    An American couple who has lived in Cambodia for about 9 years now told me that during that time, they know of at least 25 people — in their circle of friends and acquaintances — who were killed in motorcycle related accidents, mostly young men in their early 20’s. The roads kill in Cambodia with ferocity and no one seems to care. The poor continue to order their rudimentary coffins, if they can afford one, and life goes on.

    And that is only one of the many reasons I believe followers of Jesus Christ everywhere must act on behalf of the poor and suffering of this world. If we don’t, God will judge us harshly one day. And as the Word of God says, “It is a hard thing to fall into the hands of Almighty God.”

    Ivanildo C. Trindade

  • ivanildotrindade 1:41 am on June 6, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Asia, , , , Incheon International Airport, news from outside the U.S., South Korea,   

    The News From Out There 

    I pick up the newspapers on the planes headed to SE Asia. I am always interested in what the rest of the world consider newsworthy. Looking at the world from other people’s viewpoints is always great.

    South Korea, for example, is always obsessed with their northern neighbor. One of the stories I read had to do with the North Koreans planting some viruses in some video games inside Seoul Incheon Airport. We in the U.S. perhaps have the luxury of going to bed without ever thinking whether we might be hit with an atomic bomb while we sleep, not so with people who live in South Korea, so they have to be ever so diligent, even with innocent cyber games at their main airport.

    From Thailand comes a story that is a sign of the times. Over the last two decades the percentage of young people working as farmers, specifically rice farming, has declined steadily. This worries some people because rice is one of the main exports of this country.

    According to the article, young people prefer moving into the big population centers like Bangkok, and they definitely would rather find a job that keeps them indoors, away from the sun (this is a culture that shuns darkened skin, to judge from all the commercials on T.V. lauding the powers of skin whitening products and all the fair skinned models exhibited on their big billboards), and they will do everything they can to avoid the back breaking job their parents and grandparents had to do to make a living. Plus, in this country, as opposed to Europe and the U.S., for example, farmers are seen as poor, dirty and stupid. Who wants to sign up for that?

    One thirty eight year old farmer in a small village, the oldest farmer in his entire village, lamented the disinterest on the part of the young people. He said, “It seems like the only thing they can do with their hands is hold a cell phone.” I don’t know why but I find that comment very funny. But there is a business opportunity here too — start opening those carpel tunnel surgery clinics! Video games and cell phones may not kill you, but they might disable you.

    So I am soon headed to Cambodia to deal with some tough assignments related to our G.R.O.W. home there. If you think of me and are able to pray, I would appreciate it.

    Perhaps the mechanization of farming will save the jasmine rice of Thailand. And teenagers will once again line up to be high-tech farmers — one hand on the computer and the other on the video games they love so much.

    Ivanildo C. Trindade



  • ivanildotrindade 2:04 am on June 4, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , orphan home, orphans in cambodia, orphans in thailand, , , , , Wiang Pa Pao District,   

    10 Days in Asia 

    My fellow bloggers and readers:

    My apologies to all of you. I took a brief leave as I was caring for some other important things. But before I get to them, here are the winners of the Brazil quiz. I decided to pick one from each gender, so here they are: Holly Edwards and Paul Cardiff. You know who you are, so send me your address and I will ship you the book, except for Holly, with whom I have made other arrangements.

    The last few days have been a lot more hectic than usual. First, my wife and my son left for Brazil last Wednesday, leaving me pretty much alone with two dogs. I say “pretty much” because my older daughter is technically still at home, but she works some insane hours in Cleveland and comes home late and briefly. So, for all practical purposes, I was the dog minder for several days. I am proud to say, though, that I walked them twice a day and we had no accident.

    My wife is in Brazil to care for her mom who is very ill. She got there and was immediately embedded with the “troops” (her two younger sisters) who have been caring for her day and night. We are hoping and praying that she will recover but it will be a long journey. But the good news is that she is very close to my wife and I am certain that my wife’s love, positive energy, and her sheer beautiful presence will sooth her mother’s pain. I know because that is the kind of effect that she had had on me for many years.

    Then I was getting ready to go across the sea to SE Asia. I leave my house in about two hours, bound for Cambodia and Thailand. As I write, I am also packing. My wife had already packed my big suitcase, now I am caring my backpack and my carry on. My backpack is basic full of gadgets and my carry on has books, snacks, medicines for the G.R.O.W. children and some extra clothes. What am I forgetting?

    Our church, Wooster Grace, has sponsored a home for orphans in Wiang Pa Pao, northern Thailand. In the beginning we only had about 20 children from about 8 different minority groups (“hill tribes,” as they are referred to in Thailand). Then we grew and now we have 41. There was a house on the property, which the girls currently occupy, but the boys had no permanent home, only a makeshift bamboo structure. Well, in the last four months, through the generosity of our people, we have built a permanent structure for the boys and I will be honored to represent our church at the dedication of the house on June 9th.

    All of that to say that my blogging may be meager for the next 10 days or so. I will try to post as often as I can, but as I know from many trips in the past, there is never a free moment and the Internet is not always reliable, to say the least. So I thank you for your understanding in advance.

    I appreciate all of you for taking the time to read my often rambling thoughts here.


    Ivanildo C. Trindade

  • ivanildotrindade 12:03 am on June 1, 2012 Permalink | Reply  

    31 Posts in 31 Days! 

    I made it: 31 posts in 31 days. Today was especially good. I found out that the mass that has been growing on my arm does not show any sign of malignancy. My wife and my son flew to Brazil yesterday and I found out that they are safely in Belém now. My wife is probably in the company of her mom right now. And we are praying that her mom will recover from her health problems.

    I am a blessed man. Tomorrow I will post the winners of the Brazil quiz. I am just too tired tonight!

    Ivanildo C. Trindade

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