India

When I traveled to India about this time last year I remember not really knowing what to expect when I set foot on their soil. I had no real knowledge of those people. The first real day we were there we were expected to go around town with some of the pastors and make house calls and just meet people. I remember driving around the city of Kochii and viewing the houses. There were some gorgeous houses, very ornate and well maintained. However, in front of or next to these houses were very small, dirty, broken down homes. It struck me as odd that these homes were in the same areas of town. I remember one house I walked into was about the size of the old unit's downstairs room. They're walls were sheets of plastic. These people had NOTHING!

However, when I walked into their home they offered me the best they had. They were thankful for what they had and where they lived. I can't imagine in India, where the caste system is still so strong, how difficult it would be to be apart of a lesser class and live in poverty. However, these people didn't take it that way. They were thankful for everything they had. They accepted their places and did all they could. The Christians in poverty were some of the happiest Christians I've ever seen.