The first Christmas I spent in Brazil was actually 30 years ago in 1980 when Paul and I were a part of a missionary Gospel team called “Winds of Peace.” That first Brazilian Christmas was special with all the excitement of discovering a new culture and trying to fit into the world of my
husband’s family. Now that world is “my world,” too. It no longer seems strange to celebrate Christmas in the hot climate with a scraggly Christmas tree and far from my own birth family.
