The wind is calling "India, India, India."

3 Apr

Some things feel familiar before you’ve even experienced them. You see a face in your mind’s eye, blurry, but the feelings are sharp and you just know you are going to love them.

You feel a place in your soul, colorful, dirty, distracting, beautiful, broken and you feel like somehow you have always known it, like it’s a home you’ve been waiting to return to.

Some things are real before they are an actual tangible reality in your life.

Today I am leaving for India for almost two months. I have never been there, nor has any of my team. I am not quite sure what’s going to happen. The last visa came in yesterday. We are still short $983 from what we budgeted. But we are going. Bags are packed, hearts are racing, and God is in all of this.

Our Lovely Team!

Our Lovely Team!

I am not sure who I will be when I return. Hopefully a better version of me. I know my heart is going to burst and break and expand.

I know the faces that have only haunted me in dreams and pictures will become real people in front of me.

A five year old boy rescued after being sold as a sex object for $0.05 a turn, in order for his mom to feed her drug habit.

An “ordinary” couple who single handily take care of 6,000 people in a grass hut slum.

A ragtag team of transvestites and prostitutes that have found Jesus and minister to their brothers and sisters in the red light distract.

A nameless boy tied by his neck to a mango tree so he wouldn’t run away while his parents begged on the streets, taken into the loving care of an orphanage.

These are all real stories of the people in the places we will be.
These are the stories we will tell.

This is eternally important, this act of shouting from the rooftops the extraordinary lives of those who would otherwise be silenced.

Sometimes, people are so real in your heart you know when you meet them it will be like you knew them all along.

(This is eternally important.)

We need prayer to cover us like a mosquito net, protecting us from the stings and diseases of discouragement, darkness, and apathy.

We need creative words, more compassion then we’ve ever had, an ability to see one more dying child and feel helpless only to move one more step because we truly believe what we are doing matters.

(This is eternally important.)

I can’t thank you enough for the way you all have been so involved in this trip. The whole process of preparing has been a journey in itself.

And now, it’s time to go. I want to leave you with a quote by one of my favorite authors, Donald Miller.

“We get one story, you and I, and one story alone. God has established the elements, the setting, and the climax and the resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn’t it? It might be time for you to go. It might be time to change, to shine out.

I want to repeat one word for you: Leave.

Roll the word around on your tongue for a bit. It is a beautiful word, isn’t it?

So strong and forceful, the way you have always wanted to be. And you will not be alone. You have never been alone. Don’t worry. Everything will still be here when you get back. It is you who will have changed.”

April 3
Depart from Dallas 5 pm
Arrive in Chicago at 7 pm
Depart at 8:30 for Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates
(Who else can say they had Easter in Abu Dhabi??)
Arrive in Chennai, India 4 am Monday
(They are 10 hours ahead)

April 5- April 29 In Chennai (Madras, southeastern India)

April 29- May 19 in Pune (Where the pink tack is on the map- near Bombay)

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