For those of you out of the Brazilian political loop, the presidential elections are this year. The candidate the gives me the most hope, and definitely follows more of the church standards than any other candidate, is Jair Bolsonaro. At an event this last week, he was stabbed but looks like he'll recover.
https://www.today.com/video/brazilian-presidential-candidate-jair-bolsonaro-stabbed-at-rally-1314927171920?v=raila&
I had a piece of my toe torn off, but it looks like our protagonist will recover. Life goes on
And lastly (thanks to my poor planning of time, sorry Mom) is the kites. Last Monday, I put on my kite flyer outfit, which is suspiciously a lot like my truck driver outfit, and went flying kites.
What you don't know about kite flying in Brazil, is that it's like a sport. Everyone, in their own backyard, puts up their kite, some better than others. And then they go cutting.
To kep it simple, with your kite line, you cut the kite lines of other kites and then try to reel them in. We, my companion and I, started with two kites and finished wih 8. That's not terrible.
And that's the news.
One more. This week, I've been pondering a lot about what my Heavenly father's plan for me is.
Don't worry, not gonna spoil anything, you'll have to keep watching, but I was touched thinking about the love that He has to have for each one of us. Or just for me. I'm a little more than my fair share of problems and messes, and it's comforting to know that even when I mess up and rip half my toe off, He is still there to help out.
That's it
Love,
Elder Backyard Sports: Favela Kiters
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