[Sister Alvear]

Sherri is right. Many years ago because of Brazil laws I held a PAJC card but haven´t renewed it in years although some of them are still around. The work here is independent.
My husbands brothers are ACI and his nephew was but do not know if they are now or not.
We have been invited to join many groups over the years but it was always my burden and it is Brother Raul´s burden to have a strong Brazilian church.

Working this way is sometimes more difficult BUT we can choose our friends...however even independent circles sometimes have problems trying to tell you who to be friends with. I shy away from some cultish ideas some people have.

I grew up in a mission church in Jacksonville Arkansas that was an out reach at one time of Brother AO Holmes church where Brother Joel Holmes is now. I grew up in the Jacksonville church and Brother Taylor was the pastor there at that time. I went to school at the Holmes school. After Brother Taylor left Arkansas my folks (now deceased) went on over to the mother church.

My son Raul Jr is preaching a UPC camp right now in Az. at least I think they are UPC they were...so much is changing. However he is with good people the Connors from Tuson.

My husband had come to the states to try to raise money for the jungle work and far south Brazil work where we are building several churches. We know all things work together for the good...so something good will come out of all these dark clouds.

I always post our letters and in monthly letters we mention needs. That is quite common for missionaries to mention needs. I proably mention too many..ha...however when you live around people that need help and I am always thinking how much is wasted in the states I guess I am that type mother that wants people to see how blessed they are.

Last night at one of our little churches one of the sisters in her testimony mentined my precious mother that lived among us and left for glory right here. She told how that during mother´s suffering she learned many spiritual lessons...
When I got up to speak I told them there was something I wanted to tell them about that old saint of God that happened during mothers last 10 months on earth. She had one thing about her she needed to change...she needed to learn how to trust others and share. She gave her offerings and tithes...but another type sharing. She could not drink after anyone not even her kids, she was toooooooooooo clean....she wanted rewash every dish every cup before she drank from it...rewash bed linens before she slept on them...and just all kinds of things that come with being extra clean...HOWEVER when she had her stroke I saw something and I don´t know if this even makes sense to you readers but She became a little child...she wanted everybody to drink from her glass to share her plate...all those little kids from our community would come to see her and if she was sipping from a straw coke or whatever they all lined up to get a sip...I would sit and weep...I saw Jesus there giving drink to the little ones...every preacher that would come pray for her she would ask me, Janice, do they have a car? I would say, No, mother they don´t have a car. Even though she didn´t have the money she thought she did she would say, "well just write them out a check from my account and tell them to go buy a blue car..." She would ask me about all the kids without shoes and I would remind her she was in Brazil and she would say, "call the pastors in the states to buy shoes for the children..."

more in a few minutes...