Author: Adventures

HOPE

A few days ago, we were riding back from a day on Commercial Street- a bumper-to-bumper, shoulder-to-shoulder, smelly, dirty, hectic place-and I was just completely drained-emotionally, spiritually, physically drained. Our auto stopped at an intersection for 100 seconds (the stops are timed, which only adds insanity on the already rushed streets) and two little girls walk up to our auto; they are both carrying babies under one, and they cannot be older than 5 or 6 themselves. Honestly, my first response was dread. I was so tired and didn’t want to deal with this. (Oh so selfish.) Even...

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Let us be like the sheep

“The sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out.  When he has brought out all his own, he goes before them, and the sheep follow him, for they know his voice.  A stranger they will not follow, but they will flee from him, for they do not know the voice of strangers.”  John 10:3-5   We had a sixteen hour train ride to our current location and while trekking through the beautiful Indian countryside, I noticed a flock of sheep standing still in a nearby field.  The entire herd was gathered together just standing,...

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Sally sells seashells by the seashore.

   Well we have been in India for about two weeks. It has been an adventure to say the least. I won’t go into detail about everything we have been doing, but I will give you the highlights that stand out in my mind. First off, we took a sixteen hour train ride to the place we are staying now. This was an overnight train, and it is not like the trains you have in America. The thing that probably hit me the most was that beggars would walk up and down the aslies of the train asking for money. This one man was crippled, and would not leave us alone. He stayed and was...

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the gods are on aisle 5

This is India. You smell something new and unpleasant every few steps. It rains every 20 minutes. There are no traffic laws whatsoever. People bobble their heads to say yes or no (very confusing). Ankles are promiscuous. I prepare to die before riding in a rickshaw/auto. Hot tea is the perfect beverage for 100 degree weather. A curb doubles as a toilet. Those who are born poor and illiterate will remain so. Women have no voice. Babies know how to beg before they mutter a first word. You can purchase the gods. People will cut off their limbs to earn more money while begging. Infants have...

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TII

The past week and a half that we’ve been in India has been awesome. A lot has gone on mentally, and I have been trying to focus on love through actions and words.   I just want to share something that has been very encouraging for me… While there is so much darkness in India, there is light here, and that brings me great joy. While wandering around in the surrounding community with a teammate, we started speaking with a woman, I’ll call her Charlotte. Charlotte is a believer, and we were able to speak with her for about 2 hours. She welcomed us into her home, and...

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My Heart Breaks

We have been in India for a little over a week and a half now and are in our second location. We started out getting accustomed to the culture. We now have our Indian attire that we wear everyday. It’s difficult to fully express ourselves when we have to watch our language and when we talk to our daddy we can not close our eyes as we can in America. The atmosphere is much like Slum Dog Millionare: children younger than one year old begging, rick-saw rides, buses with flashing lights, crazy music, and huge crowds, beggars of all ages everywhere, poverty every where you look, public...

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