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What Is the IMBRA Law?

Are you (American or Westernized man) interested or concerned about international marriage?

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7.18.16

I apologize for slacking on the blog updates, it's been a crazy busy couple of weeks. São Paulo is huge, loud, hectic, and exhausting. But I'm starting to fall in love with the city. The traffic is constant, the people are always talking, and the only way you can keep up is a 2 o'clock soneca. (Nap time 😴) We have been volunteering at a nonprofit organization called IMBRA for the last two weeks. Everyday we arrive on location, greeted with our Brazilian Grandma cooking up lunch for us. (Seriously the best cook I've ever met, this woman knows how to make rice and beans taste like a million dollars) When the kids arrive, they know we are here. They run in full speed to tackle us with hugs and kisses. The majority of these kids live in the Favelas (slums and shanties) Each of us had built relationships with these kids over the time we have been there. They cling to our sides and call us "Chia" (auntie) This last week, we got the opportunity to visit some of the kids' homes in the favelas. To be honest, I've been to worse conditions in the trash dumps in Honduras. But it's a different struggle. I'm not here to compare the worlds problems, I'm here to love and show Gods love. Going to a favela of a little girl that I've fallen in love with, is one of the hardest things I've ever done. This little girl named Natasha is the happiest, funniest, cleanest girl I met here in Brazil. She is so full of light and joy, that when I entered her home, I was not expecting what I saw. How can such a sweet, joyful, hopeful little girl, live in a place like this? The walls were pieces of plywood, the ground covered in mud. Children running around everywhere, playing with rubbish. No doors, just ripped curtains. After returning back to the IMBRA facility, Natasha greeted me with a huge hug and many kisses on the cheek. I pulled her up on my lap and pulled out my phone to play with the snapchat filters. The puppy filter was her favorite. It was time for us to leave and I told her that I would see her tomorrow. She ask if we were really coming back. My mission here suddenly became so clear. I don't know how many people came into these kids lives, love them, then left. I don't know how many times these kids felt abandoned by someone they trusted. I do know however, The day is coming that have to leave. That day happens to be today. The difference is, I will make sure the kids know that just because I have to leave, doesn't mean Jesus is. These kids will know that no matter how lonely thy feel in the moment or how scared, or sad, or doubtful, Jesus is with them. He loves them SO much and He will never EVER leave them. They may not be able to see Him, but He is there. They can talk to Him, they can find comfort and peace in Him, and if they listen very carefully, they can hear Him too. These kids have taught me so much. It's going to be an emotional goodbye, but they will always be in my heart. 💙💙💙