<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877</id><updated>2011-09-21T01:36:51.240-07:00</updated><category term='How it began'/><category term='Brazil Faith Story'/><category term='Offertory in Brazil'/><title type='text'>The Mission to Brazil</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-7627385973931648190</id><published>2009-01-16T11:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:04:36.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>StoryPit</title><content type='html'>Try out StoryPit.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great for creating online information.  I've started a &lt;a href="http://storypit.com/story.php?story_id=2121"&gt;chapter for the trip to Brazil&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-7627385973931648190?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/7627385973931648190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=7627385973931648190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/7627385973931648190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/7627385973931648190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2009/01/storypit.html' title='StoryPit'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-8526836427380639626</id><published>2008-09-13T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T06:45:21.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From my friend in Brazil</title><content type='html'>&lt;p id="P1"&gt;TODAS ÍBAMOS A SER REINAS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Todas íbamos a ser reinas,&lt;br /&gt;de cuatro reinos sobre el mar:&lt;br /&gt;Rosalía con Efigenia&lt;br /&gt;y Lucila con Soledad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En el valle de Elqui, ceñido&lt;br /&gt;de cien montañas o de más,&lt;br /&gt;que como ofrendas o tributos&lt;br /&gt;arden en rojo y azafrán, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lo decíamos embriagadas,&lt;br /&gt;y lo tuvimos por verdad,&lt;br /&gt;que seríamos todas reinas&lt;br /&gt;y llegaríamos al mar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Con las trenzas de los siete años,&lt;br /&gt;y batas claras de percal,&lt;br /&gt;persiguiendo tordos huidos&lt;br /&gt;en la sombra del higueral, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;De los cuatro reinos, decíamos,&lt;br /&gt;indudables como el Korán,&lt;br /&gt;que por grandes y por cabales&lt;br /&gt;alcanzarían hasta el mar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuatro esposos desposarían,&lt;br /&gt;por el tiempo de desposar,&lt;br /&gt;y eran reyes y cantadores&lt;br /&gt;como David, rey de Judá. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y de ser grandes nuestros reinos,&lt;br /&gt;ellos tendrían, sin faltar,&lt;br /&gt;mares verdes, mares de algas,&lt;br /&gt;y el ave loca del faisán. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y de tener todos los frutos,&lt;br /&gt;árbol de leche, árbol del pan,&lt;br /&gt;el guayacán no cortaríamos&lt;br /&gt;ni morderíamos metal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Todas íbamos a ser reinas,&lt;br /&gt;y de verídico reinar;&lt;br /&gt;pero ninguna ha sido reina&lt;br /&gt;ni en Arauco ni en Copán. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rosalía besó marino&lt;br /&gt;ya desposado en el mar,&lt;br /&gt;y al besador, en las Guaitecas,&lt;br /&gt;se lo comió la tempestad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soledad crió siete hermanos&lt;br /&gt;y su sangre dejó en su pan,&lt;br /&gt;y sus ojos quedaron negros&lt;br /&gt;de no haber visto nunca el mar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En las viñas de Montegrande,&lt;br /&gt;con su puro seno candeal,&lt;br /&gt;mece los hijos de otras reinas&lt;br /&gt;y los suyos no mecerá. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Efigenia cruzó extranjero&lt;br /&gt;en las rutas, y sin hablar,&lt;br /&gt;le siguió, sin saberle nombre,&lt;br /&gt;porque el hombre parece el mar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y Lucila, que hablaba a río,&lt;br /&gt;a montaña y cañaveral,&lt;br /&gt;en las lunas de la locura&lt;br /&gt;recibió reino de verdad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En las nubes contó diez hijos&lt;br /&gt;y en los salares su reinar,&lt;br /&gt;en los ríos ha visto esposos&lt;br /&gt;y su manto en la tempestad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero en el Valle de Elqui, donde&lt;br /&gt;son cien montañas o son más,&lt;br /&gt;cantan las otras que vinieron&lt;br /&gt;y las que vienen cantarán: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;—«En la tierra seremos reinas,&lt;br /&gt;y de verídico reinar,&lt;br /&gt;y siendo grandes nuestros reinos,&lt;br /&gt;llegaremos todas al mar».&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;img src="http://www.poesia-inter.net/firma0gm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-8526836427380639626?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/8526836427380639626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=8526836427380639626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/8526836427380639626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/8526836427380639626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-my-friend-in-brazil.html' title='From my friend in Brazil'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-5833427756746503129</id><published>2008-08-10T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:02:03.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Water</title><content type='html'>One of the most beautiful pieces in the concert was Living Water. The lyrics reminded us that any person can be refreshed by the living water of Christ. This video was captured as I stood at the top of the Iquassu Falls on the Argentine side. The &lt;a href="http://www.destination360.com/south-america/brazil/iguassu-falls.php"&gt;Brazilian side&lt;/a&gt; is even more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cce690dd476345a4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcce690dd476345a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329979353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FBAAEF1738EC82B233C6531E7ACF1ACC26A0DE1.4A3403F4FCEC686ADDD298F4A860BCCEB393D7BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcce690dd476345a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIlX429_KDpfDvWSD6yRFSkyY9Oc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcce690dd476345a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329979353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FBAAEF1738EC82B233C6531E7ACF1ACC26A0DE1.4A3403F4FCEC686ADDD298F4A860BCCEB393D7BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcce690dd476345a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIlX429_KDpfDvWSD6yRFSkyY9Oc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read that water, in any form, is good for us. Drinking water hydrates and cleanses. Psychologists claim that time spent at a waterfall is an excellent antidepressant. Even a few minutes under a shower can lift a person's spirit and mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9b55833fc1099dc4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b55833fc1099dc4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329979353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A4A83A8742A213AE9FEFA5ADBDECF061271C53E.6D88FD5A5F3CF06190631B70D7D41CC6BA7F40D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b55833fc1099dc4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfhYgzR-42hjG0XNd-I-gaTvIL0k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b55833fc1099dc4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329979353%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A4A83A8742A213AE9FEFA5ADBDECF061271C53E.6D88FD5A5F3CF06190631B70D7D41CC6BA7F40D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b55833fc1099dc4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfhYgzR-42hjG0XNd-I-gaTvIL0k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-5833427756746503129?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9b55833fc1099dc4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cce690dd476345a4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/5833427756746503129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=5833427756746503129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/5833427756746503129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/5833427756746503129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/living-water.html' title='Living Water'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-2826379435096191640</id><published>2008-08-10T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:21:41.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every Christian should have an opportunity for a mission trip outside the United States.  It is the best experience possible for renewing your spirit and giving you a thankful heart.  All the little things that bother you on a typical day become inconsequential. I will always remember the sweet fellowship enjoyed at each of the churches visited during our nine days in the land do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brasil&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone was so appreciative of our music and the time we took to talk with them---even though they barely could understand our English and pitiful efforts at Portuguese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children were the same&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJ9pREL7API/AAAAAAAAAIE/9iI-EZfl-CA/s1600-h/Ken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJ9pREL7API/AAAAAAAAAIE/9iI-EZfl-CA/s200/Ken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233017033930244338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Brazil as in North Carolina, or Tennessee, or Arkansas--full of energy, mischief and excitement. I saw many sad little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;faces&lt;/span&gt; and many bright smiles. They loved the music and they loved the loud brass orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember the last night, our last concert-- a lovely young woman came up to me, crying and smiling and said," you are very special people".   How very kind of her, w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJ9pFwhBn7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/f0SbvmzGhIo/s1600-h/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJ9pFwhBn7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/f0SbvmzGhIo/s200/church.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233016839671488434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hen in my mind, it was she who was special.   I hope I can hold the love of Jesus in my heart, given to me by all the several thousand people who heard our music during this mission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-2826379435096191640?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/2826379435096191640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=2826379435096191640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/2826379435096191640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/2826379435096191640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/every-christian-should-have-opportunity.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJ9pREL7API/AAAAAAAAAIE/9iI-EZfl-CA/s72-c/Ken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-6483930034925072813</id><published>2008-08-08T04:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:44:57.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day in Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJwxadwok8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/isSpHKtTIoY/s1600-h/ThumbnailImageCAT1M63L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232111197832647618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJwxadwok8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/isSpHKtTIoY/s200/ThumbnailImageCAT1M63L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are sitting in the lobby waiting for our buses to leave for a visit to the Brasilian side of Iqausou Falls. It is a nice cool day after a night-long rainfall. We are still thinking of the beautiful fellowship experienced at the Presbyterian Church in Iquus&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJwxS3USw5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/kuQmC_Izuqg/s1600-h/children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232111067254145938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJwxS3USw5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/kuQmC_Izuqg/s200/children.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ou. They were filled and overflowing with the members and visitors from the community. What a wonderful experience...His Kingdom right here in Brasil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-6483930034925072813?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/6483930034925072813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=6483930034925072813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/6483930034925072813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/6483930034925072813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day-in-brasil.html' title='Last day in Brasil'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJwxadwok8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/isSpHKtTIoY/s72-c/ThumbnailImageCAT1M63L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-7705526608806244169</id><published>2008-08-07T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:22:50.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Argentina</title><content type='html'>Today we are in Argintina, walking along nature trails in the Iguacu Falls ---among the largest water falls in the world. These are breathtaking and I look forward to adding video clips I've been able to capture as we followed the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped worrying about healthy eating---might as well since I'm eating everthing in sight. They tell me papaya in the mornings takes care of all dietary problems. I'm living proof because I've enjoyed every bite of food, without consequence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do drink bottled water--and the plumbing is an interesting story for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music in the little church in Iguacu Falls was beautiful. Many of these people speak English. Again, as with all other concerts, the sanctuary was full, every seat including the balconey and out in the court yard. The people all had such sweet smiles and really enjoyed the music. Lyrics were displayed on PowerPOint slides behind the choir making it possible to understand the gospel message being sung throughout the concert. The babies danced and clapped their hands and all the adults tapped their feet, as well as clapped their hands. Once again, the orchestra was hugely appreciated, especially the beautiful brass the filled the room with music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-7705526608806244169?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/7705526608806244169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=7705526608806244169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/7705526608806244169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/7705526608806244169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/argintina.html' title='Argentina'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-982777760870124657</id><published>2008-08-06T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T03:48:57.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy singing and eating in terra do Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJmA6AxB0lI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y3yLesQwUes/s1600-h/wordcloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231354176293950034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJmA6AxB0lI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y3yLesQwUes/s200/wordcloud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are singing in many schools and churches. There are so many beautiful homes here, and also some very sad poor places. In our church last night, the first thing I see on the wall behind the pulpit is a huge word Cloud!  All the words are in Portuguese, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mission team is fantastic---and the music is beautiful, but I think the people who are listening are the greatest thing about the trip so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-982777760870124657?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/982777760870124657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=982777760870124657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/982777760870124657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/982777760870124657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-singing-and-eating-in-terra-do.html' title='Busy singing and eating in terra do Brasil'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJmA6AxB0lI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y3yLesQwUes/s72-c/wordcloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-1874363633536673790</id><published>2008-08-04T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:30:36.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Igreja JCL - Bairro Alta</title><content type='html'>Today's concerts included an elementary school, a middle school, and Igreja JCL - Bairro Alta. I've never seen so many children per square foot in my life. They squealed throughout the concert and didn't really understand who we were or what we were saying---but the orchestra was a big hit with everyone. The trambone seemed to be their favorite! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Igreja JCL - Bairro Alta, I've never seen such joyful faces as the 100 or so Brasilian faces that smiled back at us as we sang for them during the evening concert. All the churches have been so grateful for our visits. The pastors and the congregation are hugely appreciative. Our combined English and Portuguese version of &lt;em&gt;Standing on the Promises &lt;/em&gt;brought tears to their eyes as they joined in the final chorus. Now I understand the universal language of music. We shook a lot of hands at the end and tried to communicate with broken English, hugs, and very kind expressions of appreciation in Portuguese.   It might have been a little like Pentecost because we clearly understood each other at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-1874363633536673790?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/1874363633536673790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=1874363633536673790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/1874363633536673790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/1874363633536673790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/igreja-jcl-bairro-alta.html' title='Igreja JCL - Bairro Alta'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-6286449846018015415</id><published>2008-08-03T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:23:19.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Offertory in Brazil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJ9qTpcWY5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/FN5NudvuxRk/s1600-h/communion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJ9qTpcWY5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/FN5NudvuxRk/s200/communion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233018177802625938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to capture an image from the service tonight at First Baptist Curritiba. Focus for the service was a celebration of what appeared to be about 350 men who had attended a national men's conference somewhere in the country. The men are "the priests of their home" said the preacher and the pastor is "the captain of the ship, keeping us all on course".  Each choir member was given a small radio with earbuds for listening to an interpreter while the sermon was being being preached. Altogether there might have been about 5,000 people in the congregation tonight.  Note all the hundreds of people gathered below the choir. These are bringing their gifts and tithes to the front of the church. At one corner of the room is a new autombile ---driven in through a large unfinished doorway. One of the families had donated this to help with the building program. Another family had donated a family heirloom. FBC has a five year building program but builds only as the money is offered, as is the &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJaAXlYVRrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RTmSlMNakx8/s1600-h/offertory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230509159896925874" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJaAXlYVRrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RTmSlMNakx8/s200/offertory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;custom in Brazil. The santuary is far enough along in construction to provide space for worship, but has several more years work to be completed. Even at this early stage, it is a beautiful building. The people were very hospitable. Earlier today, we has lunch served in a private dining area while the rest of the church (about 1500 people) ate in the regular dining room. Lunch is served each Sunday for $5.00 U.S. currency. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning we sang to the English speaking church from this same congregation. We celebrated the Lord's Supper as the Pastor stood at the alter and offered the bread and juice to about 500 people. It was a beautiful sight from the choir loft as the people streamed to the front of the church.  The Pastor, Jim Davidson, also leads the choir for the main congregation. His wife Rosemary, works with Jim for many of the ministires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also visited the memorial site for the Ukranian Church of Curitiba. The building is no longer the meeting place for the church, but has been coverted to a beautiful park. Once again, the North Carolina Baptist Singers gathered in the building to sing the Doxology. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-6286449846018015415?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/6286449846018015415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=6286449846018015415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/6286449846018015415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/6286449846018015415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-able-to-capture-short-video-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJ9qTpcWY5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/FN5NudvuxRk/s72-c/communion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-1868670225514044117</id><published>2008-08-02T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T18:54:31.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip through the rainforest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJUPgUkD5sI/AAAAAAAAAGE/G8s0Swp-eb4/s1600-h/train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230103590210889410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJUPgUkD5sI/AAAAAAAAAGE/G8s0Swp-eb4/s200/train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before our concert, we had a chance to take a train ride through the rainforest. It was beautiful and relaxing. At one point along the trip, we sang &lt;em&gt;Amazing Grace&lt;/em&gt;---again in 4 part harmony with such rich voices that it made the nap of my neck bristle. Now-- that's a once in a life time experience---traveling through the rainforest, snapping photos of deep ravines and singing Amazing Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the exact train and location of our travels this morning. Yes, this unbelievable ravine is a portion of the route through the rainforest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-1868670225514044117?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/1868670225514044117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=1868670225514044117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/1868670225514044117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/1868670225514044117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/trip-through-rainforest.html' title='Trip through the rainforest'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJUPgUkD5sI/AAAAAAAAAGE/G8s0Swp-eb4/s72-c/train.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-4307717738125546629</id><published>2008-08-02T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T18:39:44.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Concerts</title><content type='html'>We've been able to sing two concerts, one in the city and a 2nd one located about 60 km outside of Curitiba. The concert at Terceira Igreja Quadrangular was in a beautiful church with about 300 people attending. There were a lot of hugs and attempts at understanding their language. The lyrics for our music, diplayed on large screen made it possible for the people to understand our message even though the music was in English. Today, Saturday, we sang at a smaller church in Paranagua. The response was the same, many smiles and hugs. Their faces would light up when we sang &lt;em&gt;Standing on the Promises&lt;/em&gt; in Portuguese. As far as I could see, every seat was filled---main floor and in the balconey. It was also wonderful to hear the prayers in their own language, and knowing God hears and understands, even though I do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire team ate supper afterwards at Joe Bananas ---with unending pizza brought our tables by the waiters. I know we "stood out" in the crowd. First we were Americans, and everyone knew this, but also, we paused to ask a blessing on the food. What brought the attention was the fact that 52 people sang the Doxology, in four part harmony, before we began eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-4307717738125546629?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/4307717738125546629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=4307717738125546629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/4307717738125546629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/4307717738125546629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-concerts.html' title='Two Concerts'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-821419259621459374</id><published>2008-08-01T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T18:10:23.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all night flights</title><content type='html'>Travel abroad always starts with a test of your patience and commitment. Fatigue sets in about the third watch of the night. You shut your eyes for a few minutes and then suddenly you think it's morning but it's only 3:00 a.m. This is a good time to reflect on your true purpose for this mission. And, this is a good thing. It is also opportunity to really connect with a team member who may be sitting next to you. For me, this team member was Fran Wilson. What a good spiritual friend Fran has become. She was tested, not only by lack of sleep but also lack of clean clothes as her bag was shipped, not to Curitiba but to Rio de Janiero. There were six team members whose bags were lost, so we may be sharing more than our music folders over the next few day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first meal in Curitiba was delicious --- a delightful buffet in a glass enclosed mall in the center of the city. We have just concluded our first rehearsal. I'm so pleased to be able to sing with all these very talented people. Michael McKnight, as always, was superb with his accompaniment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave in a few minutes for a mid-size Baptist church in the center of the city for our first concert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-821419259621459374?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/821419259621459374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=821419259621459374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/821419259621459374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/821419259621459374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-night-flights.html' title='all night flights'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-5437150829109755148</id><published>2008-07-30T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:24:25.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on your mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJCHTnbKvbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eNxxpnKDWAw/s1600-h/words.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJCHTnbKvbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eNxxpnKDWAw/s200/words.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228827938447343026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about the words of my faith and realized I could put these in a Word Cloud.  Now, I must translate into Portuguese for my friends in Brazil.&lt;br /&gt;See &lt;a href="http://wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/96859/Oakmont"&gt;http://wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/96859/Oakmont&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-5437150829109755148?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/5437150829109755148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=5437150829109755148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/5437150829109755148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/5437150829109755148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-on-your-mind.html' title='What&apos;s on your mind.'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SJCHTnbKvbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eNxxpnKDWAw/s72-c/words.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-1966015568886962580</id><published>2008-07-20T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:52:32.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brazil Faith Story'/><title type='text'>Anticipation of places and opportunities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SIPdwNEYEII/AAAAAAAAAFs/zP9l3mOaehw/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SIPdwNEYEII/AAAAAAAAAFs/zP9l3mOaehw/s200/flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225263812891381890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading through notes, emails, and other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;instructions&lt;/span&gt; provided by Global Mission Project, I discovered that, while in Brazil, our hosts Jim and Rosemary Davidson will be taking the singers to a Bird &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;. I love birds of all varieties. They represent such an important lesson about God's unfailing provision for his creatures and more so for his children. I'm pleased to be able to visit &lt;a href="http://www.parquedasaves.com.br/v2/ing.htm"&gt;the Bird Park in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Foz&lt;/span&gt; while we are in Brazil.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Davidson, formerly,  a member of the North Carolina Baptist Singers and a son of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tarheel&lt;/span&gt; State, is a missionary and professor in Curitiba. His messages by email indicate his obvious anticipation of our visit. I'm especially excited about our scheduled locations for concerts. We will visit and sing at several churches and several of the public schools in Brazil. I am thrilled with the idea of singing about the love of Christ to school children and youth. This really speaks to my heart. Jim reminded us to be prepared to share our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faith story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if we have a chance to do this.  &lt;a href="http://www.personal.ecu.edu/browncar/faithstory.html"&gt;My faith story is based on learning, teachers and schools and how God provided for experiences I never dreamed possible.&lt;/a&gt; Because I consider my education and work as a special gift, tied to God's plan and purposes for me, I look forward to meeting with children and youth and seeing the schools in this part of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-1966015568886962580?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/1966015568886962580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=1966015568886962580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/1966015568886962580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/1966015568886962580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/07/while-reading-through-notes-emails-and.html' title='Anticipation of places and opportunities'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SIPdwNEYEII/AAAAAAAAAFs/zP9l3mOaehw/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7255947104414103877.post-437758172436669950</id><published>2008-07-06T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:18:58.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How it began'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Preparation and How it Began</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SHEnFlT1_9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_p_xaDrHb-U/s1600-h/brazilsea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SHEnFlT1_9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_p_xaDrHb-U/s200/brazilsea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219996419967287250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destination--Curitiba, Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It began  last August 2007 shortly after returning from Moldova. I had spent ten days in the eastern Europe working with orphans, local interpreters and others with&lt;a href="http://www.cerikids.org/NetCommunity/Page.aspx?pid=249&amp;amp;srcid=503"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ceri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;organization. It was life-changing for me, mainly because of the relationships built with prayer partners, team members,  and the interpreters, young Moldovans who worked miracles through translation of scripture, devotional thoughts, and common every day chit-chat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most memorable parts of the day at the summer camp for orphans was the music---singing familiar Baptist hymns in the Romanian language of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Moldovans&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing soothes the soul like music. Not only that, but  my heart was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; stirred with the beauty in the eyes of those children as th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ey sang in their native language, the words of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I prayed, trying to hear God's direction for the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When our minister of music sent out email notices inviting members of &lt;a href="http://www.oakmontchurch.com/goodnews/default.asp"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Oakmont&lt;/span&gt; Baptist Church&lt;/a&gt; to serve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on a te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SHEtNJxbmsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xYMUypn4nhg/s1600-h/birdssmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SHEtNJxbmsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xYMUypn4nhg/s200/birdssmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220003147083913922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;n day mission trip singing with the &lt;a href="http://www.worshipnc.org/Events/NCBaptistSingers/GeneralInformation/tabid/6075/Default.aspx"&gt;North Carolina Baptist Singers&lt;/a&gt;, I responded and hoped there might be a chance for me to participate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With my church's blessing and generous financial support, I was sure God would be with me as I traveled to South America,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; the message of love an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;d salvation.  The wonderful retreat with the singers in early June further confirmed what I was hearing God say about singing and travel to Brazil.  It is now early July and, more than ever, I need t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;o be prayerful for preparations, learning of the music, and the prayer support of others about details of this mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personal.ecu.edu/browncar/prayerschedule.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prayer Schedule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7255947104414103877-437758172436669950?l=carolinbrazil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/feeds/437758172436669950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7255947104414103877&amp;postID=437758172436669950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/437758172436669950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7255947104414103877/posts/default/437758172436669950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinbrazil.blogspot.com/2008/07/spiritual-preparation-and-how-it-began.html' title='Spiritual Preparation and How it Began'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02837288496563224705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/R-EhhDA_-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/4SDCgSQq6vE/S220/southgreenville.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTV55i0EHeM/SHEnFlT1_9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_p_xaDrHb-U/s72-c/brazilsea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
