Wednesday, March 28
And we are off again! Today is the last day of our conference. I am writing these blog reports so quickly that I am not having time to proof nor finish them. I can’t wait to sit down to read them just to find out what we have done! I am sitting against the wall of the conference center just typing away while the music part of our worship is beginning. I do love the music but don’t’ understand a lick of it. It is fun to join in when I recognize a tune and know the english words. This happens at least once during a worship time!
Last night after we left the conference the little 16 year old girl that I had prayed over took many pictures of us and with us and s she was leaving embraced me full -force! This is VERY unusual in this culture. (Yes, I am having hug withdrawals and will need LOTS when I return to Pike Road!) Anyway, Assa’s hug was precious and we rejoice with what God is doing in her. Please pray for her: continued freedom!
Thanks to Lisa Burke for connecting the dots that Alex Saks was in Siliguri. He has been in India since Feb 24 and just happened to be staying at a hotel only 5 minutes from our hotel. Jiwan dropped us off to see him after buying rice to send to the Leprosy Camp. IT was great seeing a familiar face. We walked to the nearby “Penguin Family Restaurant” (YAH, more Indian food!) The flavors never cease to amaze me. I love eating it but tend to get full very quickly. Again, I am astounded at how inexpensive this huge meal was. For five us us to eat, the total came to $20.00. WE chatted a while and somehow realized that Alex had WiFi at his hotel so he passed on the passwords and we were able to connect and send out a few family emails, blogs to JoJo, and quickly check facebook.
After saying our goodbyes, Jeff hailed a motorized rickshaw. It felt like I was stepping into a very old, very large, very smelly tin-can. Riding thru the streets is an adventure on its own, but riding in a tin can brings on a whole new dimension! You literally can touch the cows, smile at your neighbor when they star at you, and feel the heat from the motorcycle that is stopped next to you. Our seven minute ride cost Jeff 20 rubles (or about forty cents for all of us…10 cents each!)
Then it was home again. Lights out by 9:15 and wonderful sleep. Of course, if/when I wake up at 3:00, I calculate that it is 4:30 in the afternoon and pray for whoever God lays on my heart. Then it is up by 6:00 and downstairs for more butter-jam-toast and boiled eggs and tea.
Trudy and Jeff are amazing hosts/traveling companions. We are so thankful to our Lord for the rapport we have with them as well as the kindred spirits. It is precious to pray with them, sing with them, joke with them and simply be with them. They are amazing and are phenomenal modern day missionaries! I JUST LOVE THEM BOTH!!
Well, they are not finishing worship so I get to join them. Someone has moved the chairs out of the way and tho the men are still on the right withe women on the left, the worship freedom expressions have heightened. It is beautiful to know that in the middle of the Hindu stronghold, God is being honored, worshipped and glorified!