Brazil is a land of contrasts. Outside most homes it appears typical third world but when you enter some houses you find technology that i, admittedly not a tech guy, have never seen. The night before last i stayed at the home of a banker and his wife. They had modern exercise equipment, TV, something that looked like a large pen, which when you pointed the end of it at text, read in English. Then you go outside and see a hybrid vehicle with a small motorbike in the front and a cart type contraption on the back from which a guy is delivering things.
As we drove from Carangola to Aracruz, a six plus hour drive we passed by everything from women carrying babies to a guy with a wheelbarrow to bicycles, horse drawn carts, and a lot of very slow trucks laboring at fifteen or twenty miles an hour to ancient vehicles to modern cars capable of 100 MPH (160KPH). All share the same country road with one lane per side. Almost always one is behind a slower vehicle, usually a truck that is almost impossible to pass on curving mountain roads. On the rare occasions when there is a minute or two of free space in front Brazilian drivers let it rip but every wide place in the road has many speed bumps and/or electronic surveillance.
We finally arrived in Aracruz. When i woke up from a nap my new host was speaking with a young man. Neither speak more than a few words of English, and i find myself explaining the message of the gospel to a guy i have never met in a language that i really don't know. I start using kitchen items to illustrate my points visually, and open the Bible and have him read in Portuguese. At least the verses are in the same location in different languages. He was receptive and we ended up praying for him. May God deliver Cristiano
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