Oh India, you land of beauty, horrors, love, and hate. The air is so rich here, sometimes good and sometimes not. There’s so many colors, bright and vibrate colors! Yes, you are beautiful…And also sad. The first thing you see in India when you are landing in Mumbai are big, crowed, dirty cities…and slums. Soo many slums. The ground is painted blue with their tarps. And you know that in each there’s someone living in there. Goa, who has it’s share in poverty, is blessed with a beautiful beach and lush green grass. But with just as much joy in the simple things and also just as much hidden horrors.
So after 64 hours of travel, which incudes 24 hour layovers, freezing nights in airports, 13 hour plan flights, then dealing with jet-lag, and getting sick on a bus, you start to realize that it’s no longer about you. It’s no longer about living comfortable, or putting your needs first. When I look at all these beautiful people here in India, sons and daughters, whom God loves and yearns for, with such hopelessness painted over their faces and hurt in their eyes, it really breaks my heart. They believe that they have to accept this as their lot in, and some have never even heard of Jesus. They don’t know what freedom and peace and love is out there waiting for them. So that’s what is important to remember when we could so easily complain about over our own discomforts, that we’re not supposed to be comfortable! We are God’s chosen ones. All of us…Not just us here in India, but you reading this blog. God has chosen each of us for a specific purpose, it’s just up to you to respond.
The people here in India, they’re not here for us…We are here for them. So even when life is hard, all you can do is wake up each morning and thank God for being here.
“Those who have never been told of Him shall see, and those who have never heard of Him shall understand.” Romans 15:21
Me, Beks, Alex, Macey, Heidi, y Brittney, and then Alicia but she was at the house 🙁
