At 2:30 AM we arrived in Hyderabad. It took at least another hour to find our luggage; Richard’s checked suit case never arrived. At 4:00 AM, we laid our heads down on pillows to get a few hours rest. Now it’s 8:00 AM Hyderabad time and I’m wide awake. It’s funny how just a few hours of laying down and resting can revive a person.
The city hasn’t changed much in a year. The same terrible things I saw from last time are still here. People with deformities are begging in the streets. Dozens of grown adults lay trying to stay warm under store awnings just wanting a decent nights rest. It makes me wonder how so many people can be in the same sad situation. Is it a lack of will that keeps them in the streets? Have they just grown so accustomed to begging that they just won’t do anything else?
Last night a boy came up to our group begging for money. His arm was so mangled and gnarley looking. It wasn’t bad enough that his hand appeared to be drawn up – but his fingers were bent toward a misplaced wrist, the opposite direction of his palm. His arm formed almost an “S” which should be impossible with a human arm; but there it was. The boy said nothing, he just kept putting that poor, freakish hand up to his mouth as if to say “eat, eat.” You could almost get the impression he knew how bad his arm looked and he used it to his greatest advantage. I felt so bad for this guy. How in the world can men live this way?
Today’s schedule is some what up in the air. Sush and Damodar are supposed to pick us up at around 10. That is all we know for certain at this point. I’m missing home already.
We’ve arrived at our “hostel” in a different town than last year. It’s better than the one in Khummum I think. We all have plenty of room and the room itself seems cool enough. Though right now it’s pretty warm everywhere. I’m probably just a little nervous. We’re getting ready to go out and preach in just one village Sush said; though I’ll not be surprized if it turns out to be two or three. I hope I can remember how to do this. Lisa Forehand I believe will be accompanying me. She’s about to see a side of me she’s never seen before…
Indeed, not just one village, but three. The evangelism went well. A couple of dozen people expressed an interest in becoming Christians. I learned a couple of things myself. Lisa did good as well. Tomorrow will be a long day, but right now I am so tired the week looks as though it will never end. I’ll shower in the morning…
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