At one of those dawns, she went to the kitchen and found he was bent on the table. In his hands, some counts to pay already due.
She sat there at his side, in silence, almost half an hour. Only then he hugged her and allowed himself to cry, for the first time.
Then, she started to report him a history of her childhood:
" My dear, I remember of a time when I and my brothers were still little children, in which my parents faced a great drought and lost their whole crop. Of everything that they had sowed, only a pumpkin plantation was profitable.
Surprisely, it never stopped producing pumpkins, great pumpkins the whole year! We might had nothing, but we always had what to eat.
Only when we recovered our production in the next harvest, that pumpkin tree stopped producing so much.
We do not need to be afraid, honey, I am completely sure that God will come to our help. Did you already ask him for that? "
In fact, he was feeling so failure he would not dare to ask God's help. In his Bible reading, he had discovered an advice in Proverbs of never becoming a guarantor of anybody. He was quite sure that what they were living now was a result of his own negligence.
On that kitchen's table, at dawn, the two of them joined in prayer for God's help, compassion and grace. They prayed also the Lord would enable them to work and take better care of their family. And they were listened.
Histories Worthy Of Remembering.
July 01, 2010
June 29, 2010
Ruin
He used to visit the ranch all Saturday afternoons.
He followed closely the development of his cattle. In just over six months he could begin the slaughter of a first batch of cows.
He followed closely the development of his cattle. In just over six months he could begin the slaughter of a first batch of cows.
In the shop, while he worked in customer service and learned quickly to advise them about the most appropriate use of products for their pets, his cousin was responsible for business with suppliers.
Once, the cousin called him aside and spoke quietly.
"We need to expand the store. I talked to the bank manager, and he can lend me money, but I must give him a good guarantee."
Maybe because of his inexperience, naivete, trust or gratitude, who knows, he undertook his cattle on loan to the prime.
What he saw in the next months was not the investment in the store, but meetings and more meetings to negotiate debts with suppliers, without success.
The store went bankrupt shortly thereafter, and the bank got hold of his cattle in the adjustment of the amount loaned to his cousin.
Nothing and no one could comfort him for many long sleepless nights...
His faith was the only column that supported him, and his responsibility to caring for his family the only reason he woul not to give up living.
June 26, 2010
Dressmaking
Now, they had two boys and two girls.
At first, Grandma took care of the minors, so the mother could give her lessons at the School.
Grandma was a wrinkled, squat and lean, soft-spoken lady. She loved meeting the obsessions of her grandchildren, filling them with gimmicks.
She used to take their breakfast in bed: a giant cup containing bread dipped in sweet latte that needed to be "taken" with a spoon.
But Grandma had to move to Rio de Janeiro, at the request of their unmarried sons who worked there. She would take care of their house, clothes and meals with zeal and dedication.
The mother, then, ended her "career" as a teacher and started to devote full time to home and family.
In addition to caring for four children, she found time and strength to cultivate a small vegetable garden behind the house.
But she wanted more. She needed to help support their house, some how.
So, she decided to learn dressmaking. Soon, she was receiving orders for dresses, pants, skirts, shirts and making a good buck this way. She spent many hours working, often advancing dawn to deliver the clothes on time.
Her children wore their homemade confections, and the girls ended up always using the same dresses as if they were twins.
At first, Grandma took care of the minors, so the mother could give her lessons at the School.
Grandma was a wrinkled, squat and lean, soft-spoken lady. She loved meeting the obsessions of her grandchildren, filling them with gimmicks.
She used to take their breakfast in bed: a giant cup containing bread dipped in sweet latte that needed to be "taken" with a spoon.
But Grandma had to move to Rio de Janeiro, at the request of their unmarried sons who worked there. She would take care of their house, clothes and meals with zeal and dedication.
The mother, then, ended her "career" as a teacher and started to devote full time to home and family.
In addition to caring for four children, she found time and strength to cultivate a small vegetable garden behind the house.
But she wanted more. She needed to help support their house, some how.
So, she decided to learn dressmaking. Soon, she was receiving orders for dresses, pants, skirts, shirts and making a good buck this way. She spent many hours working, often advancing dawn to deliver the clothes on time.
Her children wore their homemade confections, and the girls ended up always using the same dresses as if they were twins.
June 24, 2010
Change
He really enjoyed seeing the white cattle grazing on the hill!
In his heart hope of better days kept growing.
His wife was now in her fifth pregnancy, and going very well, despite her belly a little bit bigger than usual.
She kept her teachings at the school, but her oldest boy stopped going there with her. He had completed fourth grade, the highest level possible to achieve in that school.
Despite feeling happy now with the life at the ranch, the father did not hesitate.
"We need to move to the city, I want our son to have the education that I could not have." He said.
It was a big change for them all. The house they rented was on a steep street, almost hamlet on a hill, and it had a huge staircase in front.
The father had to hire a foreman to look after the cattle and began working at a shop of veterinarian products, at the invitation of a cousin.
The mother continued to teach until the eve of their second girl's birth.
The small grandmother moved to live with the family and take care of their two children at home, while the older boy went to the fifth grade.
People use to say that children adapt easily to any circumstance, but the two boys really missed the great backyard and adventures at the ranch.
The way they found to relieve it, was making friends with the boys of the neighborhood, as quickly as possible.
Soon enough, they learned with them how to hit a ball and ride a roller cart down the street (which was really a challenge and joy!)
In his heart hope of better days kept growing.
His wife was now in her fifth pregnancy, and going very well, despite her belly a little bit bigger than usual.
She kept her teachings at the school, but her oldest boy stopped going there with her. He had completed fourth grade, the highest level possible to achieve in that school.
Despite feeling happy now with the life at the ranch, the father did not hesitate.
"We need to move to the city, I want our son to have the education that I could not have." He said.
It was a big change for them all. The house they rented was on a steep street, almost hamlet on a hill, and it had a huge staircase in front.
The father had to hire a foreman to look after the cattle and began working at a shop of veterinarian products, at the invitation of a cousin.
The mother continued to teach until the eve of their second girl's birth.
The small grandmother moved to live with the family and take care of their two children at home, while the older boy went to the fifth grade.
People use to say that children adapt easily to any circumstance, but the two boys really missed the great backyard and adventures at the ranch.
The way they found to relieve it, was making friends with the boys of the neighborhood, as quickly as possible.
Soon enough, they learned with them how to hit a ball and ride a roller cart down the street (which was really a challenge and joy!)
June 14, 2010
Tenth
After his marriage, since the first week, he began to attent regularly the Presbyterian worship. Soon he was appointed teacher in Sunday school.
Although his little education, he had an oratory and teaching that astonished all students, even the most literate. He could not explain how that was possible!
She listened to him, amazed and full of gratitude. After all, since she was a little girl she learned from her mother to ask God for a hardworking, honest and, above all, God fearing husband.
So during the week he helped his old father, later he sold milk, but on Sundays he always carried his wife and children to church, and applied in his Bible classes.
Once upon a time, he learned about tithing and decided to prove God.
"Bring the whole tithe to the filing of the temple, so there is food in my house. Put me to the test, 'says the Lord Almighty,' and see if I will not open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that you will not be able to save them all" .
Of all the income they received, they separated one-tenth to donate to the church. To do so was not a burden to them, rather an exercise of faith and worship to God.
When their luck began to change, he opened his Bible at the text of the prophet Malachi and wrote next to that: "Proven."
Although his little education, he had an oratory and teaching that astonished all students, even the most literate. He could not explain how that was possible!
She listened to him, amazed and full of gratitude. After all, since she was a little girl she learned from her mother to ask God for a hardworking, honest and, above all, God fearing husband.
So during the week he helped his old father, later he sold milk, but on Sundays he always carried his wife and children to church, and applied in his Bible classes.
Once upon a time, he learned about tithing and decided to prove God.
"Bring the whole tithe to the filing of the temple, so there is food in my house. Put me to the test, 'says the Lord Almighty,' and see if I will not open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that you will not be able to save them all" .
Of all the income they received, they separated one-tenth to donate to the church. To do so was not a burden to them, rather an exercise of faith and worship to God.
When their luck began to change, he opened his Bible at the text of the prophet Malachi and wrote next to that: "Proven."
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