I keep telling myself that i wont be home for 11 months but i don’t think it has really set in yet. its almost like a fairy tell. The trip started out awesome i spent a few days in New York met up with some of my team then on the 2nd we flew to India the next few days seemed to be one long day. We flew into Hyderabad and were there for a few days with our whole team. One of the days we had ADVENTURE DAY aka get lost in a city where no one knows what your saying and you don’t know where you are staying. Charlotte Aimee and I were lost for a good 2 hours finally with picture from a camera and alot of help from an english speaking family we made it back. That night we spent the night in the Hyderabad airport the morning we flew to Deli had a layover then after a few hours of delays we flew to Varanasi. we thought that we would be staying maybe 30 mins from the airports but the 4 craziest hours of my life later we finally made it.
For a few days now my team and I have been going to a school where the kids spend most of there day. They live in a rough village known for prostitution and dancing. I kept praying that God would move or help us connect by giving them a great message. As I was reading one night it came to me that Christ didn’t just show His love though His messages and the cross but everywhere he went. He would gather kids around when He preached not have them go play off in a field. He’d picked them up hugged them and told them that he had a plan for them, His heart broke when He saw they had no home. The thought of them running after as He left there village never left his mind. I feel like there is only so much teaching a kid can take in short amount of time but never enough example to show them how.
God has done so much in such a small amount of time it feels like i have been gone for longer than I have. It will be awesome to look back in the months to come and see how far and how much I’ve grown.
