Yesterday Josimar and I took Paul Taylor to Rio. It was time for him to return home. He has been gone a very long time just the week before he had spent time in Burundi, Africa. He not only wanted to go home he needed to go home. So we took our time going to Rio yesterday. It is very hard driving in Brazil. Huge massive trucks, small roads with dangerous curves. Motorcycles buzzing about like annoying flies. Last night coming home I was amazed again at how dangerous it is to drive in Rio. Cars going very fast as well as trucks PLUS you have people literally walking in between the lanes (I am not making this up) selling everything from key chains to soda. We must have been going at least 50 mph and I looked over and there was a guy walking against the traffic selling his wares. Unbelievable! A couple of times ambulances were making there way through and along with that a trail of motorcycles. The motorcycles realized that they could take advantage of the cars moving out of the way for the ambulance. I counted 14 motorcycles riding right behind the ambulance.
Josimar took us to an incredible restaurant last night. Brazilian food is amazing. We had a real treat. Today I am teaching leaders on the fundamentals of change. It should be a good time. Thank you for your prayers. The trip is going very well at this point. I have missed the street preaching this time. We were unable to get the proper permits. God has something else in mind.