Peniel Student Report: Fall 2023

Sammy, Luiza & Bruno

All the Instituto Bíblico Peniel students are enjoying a break this week between quarters. So it's a good time to catch up on sleep, reading and news. Baby Samuel is seven months old now and keeps Bruno and Luiza on their toes. Both parents are students and are thankful for the on-site nursery that helps Luiza stay in school and for the assistance of many willing arms. All three are well physically and excited about finishing school in early December. Pray as they consider where God wants them for future ministry.

Adrielly, our newest student from Sobradinho, is doing well. She had worked to pay for her first semester of school. This fall we started helping with funds from you all that were sent earlier this year. She had some real homesickness after going in January, but is doing great and enjoys all her classes about the Bible.

Adrielly

Clarinha

Please pray for Clarinha as she has had some health problems over the past months. She has had problems with allergies and with pain in her spinal column. She is having blood work and tests run. She also had to have her wisdom teeth removed last month, but missed only a day of classes. She enjoys helping with music at the school chapel times. Her smile and happiness encourage all around her.

Pedro Henrique

Pedro recovered well from his bout of malaria caught on a summer missions trip to the Amazon. Recently he has continued helping with a weekend ministry with boys in the small city near the school.

He can hardly wait to get back to the Sertão, our region of the country, and start helping in the work of the local church and in evangelism in the interior. He graduates in early December.

It's always a joy to know that all the students from Sobradinho get to together as often as they can to sing, fellowship and pray together. We can hardly wait for them to come home in December and look forward to their help over the holidays.

Thank you for your prayers for these future missionaries.

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Everything New

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