The eleven of us Westbounders arrived in São Paulo, Brazil, with all our bags adding up to a little over 220kg, containing unwrapped snacks from the Johannesburg airport, and full of expectations that we knew what we were doing. Now, as our time here comes to an end, we’ve stripped our luggage to the bare essentials, eaten all those items from home, and realised that when God calls us out of the boat, all expectations of walking on water must be abandoned if we are to do the impossible with him. This was our awakening.
Much like the city of Brazil, we were bustling with life but still...