Month 1 has been a journey to be sure. We have had an amazing host, met great friends, done so many different wonderful ministries and made unforgettable memories.
When you set out on the world race, AIM (Adventures in Missions) tells you to leave your expectations behind, but who really does that completely? When we got here everything was different than the expectations I had of India; my picture of India was very Eat Pray Love, but as my other blog stated, this place is nothing like that. Right away God took away those expectations I had come with and replaced them with a much better reality. However some days are just how I hoped they would be and one of those days was at a school about an hour drive from where we’re staying. The ministry was doing a medical camp at the school and my team, as well as the Fernweh team, went along to help in anyway we could. When we arrived we were taken into the headmasters house and were told about the school we were visiting and how it was a Christian school but served the local community made up of several religions. We were served snacks and Chai and told that we were going to spend the day getting to know the students and playing with them. Basically school had been cancelled and we were in charge. We went down and were ushered into a room with about two hundred children some as young as five and others who looked about thirteen all looking like little Slytherin students in their green uniforms.
We were on a stage at the front of the room and the teacher stood staring at us. We sang songs, did skits on the spot, and danced a little. After about an hour of this (could have been less but it seemed like an hour) we split the kids up approximately 15 kids to 1 racer. The smallest kids were ushered out to other classrooms and the oldest went outside to hang out. We ended up with the middle age range and took them outside to play games. (Who knew you could forget how to play duck duck goose?) We played several games including a one that, from here on out, will be known as the “weeping angel” game (yay Doctor Who fans). In this game, when I was looking at them they couldn’t move but when I looked away they could run toward me and the first one to tag me won…scary. Seeing the joy on the kids faces while they were laughing at us dancing, when they danced and sang along with us, or when we were just playing games was the best. I remember making the comment to my teammate that when I pictured the race it was just like this, playing with kids in an amazing place, singing songs about Jesus together. Not everyday has been this satisfying nor will they be in the future, but as we made the hour drive back home we all just sat soaking it all in. From the views of the mountains surrounding us, to the memories of a magical day, to us singing along with Spotify together, it all made for a day I could have no words to really describe.
(the view on the drive home)
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P.S. As a bonus I got a killer new hair do from this sweet girl who braved the mess that my hair was that day.
