Nova Contagem times...

Quick as I can, I wanted to catch up a little with some of the pics from one of my favorite areas to love, Nova Contagem.

This is not Contagem, the city that's brothers with Belo, where I live, but a handful of people that were removed from Contagem because of over population. This village of people live in extreme, sometimes horribly dangerous conditions, that are out of this world. Something to see, that's for sure. The sewage runs through the streets, the dogs run in packs, theres a huge amount of drugs and violence so the village is out of control. The Casa De Apoio is the main rescource of help for getting health treatment, jobs, dental work done, schools for the children, in short ANY positive direction period, even the government itself because every program the government set up failed.

They finally ended up giving the Casa De Apoio the land that they now have set up there, like a little light in the darkness and I have been spending lots of my time andheart t here recently. This last time down, I visited some very poor families with the social worker on site here, as wll as reconnected with the women in the garlic factory, one who is pregnant with twins. all of these women are mothers of children in the schools run thru Casa De Apoio, and in constant need of deep love and encouragement. The Casa De Apoio has set up a precious , safe, and clean garlic factory for these women to work in while keeping motivated, and confident. The first day I sat with them we prayed and each women was touched. A couple were in tears. I have been visiting them to encourage them and teach them in the Word ever since and they love and appreciate it. These women are not even Christians but they totally receive!

Byron (my friend and translator here as well as my connection to the Casa De Apoio and team leader for groups who come to stay here at the project in Brazil) says "once they have been loved, they are open". He is so right. So everything ALWAYS comes back to that vital act: L-O-V-E. Praise the Lord!

Psalm 103 on my heart and life... wer'e so from the dust, aah...but God's everlasting love toward us. I pray you are all encouraged right where you are this day, glad to be soaring under Daddy's wings.

Love to ya!

Jeanne

(pics are in Nova Contagem...street kids playing can and sticks... they let me join in. Also pics of Lobato's project in the favela under the busy road, the night I preached at his small church where news was made in the heavenlies next... what a night! There was a little girl gave her life to the Lord that night after never coming in to the church and usually dancing seductively at the entrance, she begged me for prayer, the last one I prayed with that evening after I brought the message on the new mind in Christ, and she was filled and received right then and there. Hallelujah to the great God Almighty who reigns!)