I’m writing from a McDonald’s here in Chandigarh, because that’s where we could find a wireless connection. It is Monday afternoon our time. We have been here since Saturday morning and will be spending one more night. Tomorrow we take a train back to Delhi, layover for a few hours, and then take an overnight sleeper train to Varanasi.
The last few days have been really good. We have met with several ministry leaders, both Indian nationals and foreign workers who are all doing some great work for the kingdom of God here in northern India. It has been great to get a wide variety of perspectives on ministry here, where the needs are, and how Westerners might be able to fit into what God is doing in India. We still have a number of meetings scheduled for the next 9 days before we leave.
Later on I’ll have to write more about what’s going on, but in the meantime, here are some photos from the last couple of days in Chandigarh:
The biggest highlight of being in this city was attending a satsang on Sunday. Satsang is a Hindi word used to describe a fellowship. This was a meeting that happens every couple of months where about 6 home groups come together. It was really neat to see the Body of Christ in a Hindu context.
There are a lot of water buffalo where we’re staying right now. Their dung is made into cakes and burned for cooking.
Me and Rob on the train for Chandigarh.
On Saturday we went to a produce market to help our hosts buy food for the meal that was part of the satsang fellowship.
In a country where marriages are often arranged and things like religion and social standing are very important, the following photo makes sense. This is a section of the newspaper that has classified ads asking for brides and grooms. For an advertised bride, her looks are described, it gives her height, tells what kind of family she comes from, and what kind of groom the parents are looking for. Some ads say that no dowry (money paid to the groom by the father of the bride) is required, and others advertise that one’s caste is not an issue.
We visited a lake in Chandigarh yesterday that had a small amusement park of sorts.
We also visited the Rock Garden in Chandigarh. A highway worker started collecting throwaway materials, such as clumps of dross from the steel-making process and broken pieces of porcelain. He crafted them into an elaborate garden over a number of years.
Grant working with an Indian brother to wash dishes in preparation for Sunday’s satsang.