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Well we arrived in India last night. Our flight from Kalua Lumpur went very well. We ate our first Indian meal on the plane and it was delicious!! We just LOVE Indian food. Our contact Sudha picked us up. It is a very strange yet fun feeling to get picked up by people you don’t know and haven’t actually spoken with even on the phone. Both here and in

China after going through customs we walked to an area where there are hundreds of people waiting for the people they came to pick up. We walked along the lines of people and thank God there was actually a person holding a sign with our names. After Sudha picked us up we drove to his home where we are staying and met his wife Monica. (Show me more…)

Yesterday we went to the orphanage to meet Davica, one of the children who is sharing her story for the documentary. When we arrived at the orphanage the children were at school so we got a tour of the buildings. They were all very modest. There were large rooms with concrete floors and counters with bags or suitcases filled with the children’s belongings. They children slept on mats in these rooms. There was also a large room with a gas lantern hanging from the ceiling used as a study hall. There were also modest bathrooms. A house where the family who runs the orphanage lives and a very simple kitchen where food is prepared. All these rooms surround a large dirt yard where the girls play, do chores, have prayer time and have snack. (Show me more…)

Last night we went to a church to film another child and Sunday school teacher. When we arrived there was a man lying on a cot in the church. He was thin, weak, and obviously in pain. A tube came out of his abdomen, through which he receives his nourishment. A woman, who appeared to be his mother, was caring for and comforting him. She told us he has stomach cancer. We stood around him and prayed for healing. I searched inside me for that mustard seed. It seemed lost. I tried not to question God. But that is sometimes very hard. Please pray for this man.

Then there is the faith of a child and this church was also filled with many children bubbling over with energy, life and hope. We filmed two Sunday school teachers. They shared stories of children coming to know the Lord and the changes that come. (Show me more…)

Tomorrow is our last day in India. We are going to be visiting some Sunday schools and visiting children in their homes. Please pray that everything goes smoothly and that we are able to connect with the children on a deeper level. Thanks!

Our last day in India was amazing. We visited a Sunday school in a small village here in Chennai early this morning. We had the opportunity to visit one of the boys in his home near the church. It was a small single room dwelling with a small separate kitchen the size of a closet. The boy lives there with his mother and father, sister and brother. He was such a happy little guy. It was very cool talking to him about his faith and the Bible. Afterwards his mother asked us to pray for them to find a place with more room. Right.

In the afternoon we drove a couple hours down the coast to a small fishing village. We parked and took a “fairy” boat across the river then walked a couple hundred meters to a grass hut on the beach where they were having Sunday school. (Show me more…)

Although we love to people watch, sometimes waiting around airports can get boring. So Brent and I entertain ourselves by writing blog posts together and taking pictures.

This morning at the Chennai airport, we realized we had some gnarly breath. Yuck. So we went to “Port House” to purchase some gum and candy. Our Toblerone bar was delicious. But our Batook Mustaka gum tasted like bathroom cleaner. Seriously.