hi everyone! Sorry it has been so long since I posted anything. I have a really good excuse, but i will get to that later. As for my friend that I told you about, everything went very well, however repentance comes over time. The work is not instantaneous. The team all left 2 days ago, and in retrospect, I am so happy about they way it turned out. The team did great, and ALOT of work was accomplished.
Now you may have noticed that I said I was still here, and the team left. 6 months ago I had a pain on my right side. The pain eventually went away, so I never thought about it again. Naturally (at least for me) I did not see a doctor either. About 2 and a half weeks ago I got a stomach ache. I was expecting this, because everyone gets sick in this country. I was actually surprised it took so long, but either way I was not going to let it slow me down. One day I woke up and the stomach ache was so bad it was difficult to walk. Nevertheless I pressed on, and tried not to think about it. That night it got very very bad, and I was not able to sleep that night. The following morning, I was nearly screaming in pain. So we decided to go to the Emergency Room. My friend here is a medical doctor, so he knew where to take me and everything. Turns out I had a very bad appendicitus (sp?). My appendix was inflamed and spewing puss and nasties all over my other organs. So I went into surgery, got ripped out, and spent the next 5 days in the hospital. The team left while I was in the hospital. Here are the praises:
1)I was in the best hospital in Delhi
2)The entire bill cost only 1500. Everything is cheap here
3)I had great nurses, and doctors.
4)Because i was American they gave me the VIP suite, which was very nice.
5)The Lord is really using this to teach me.
6)I am alive, and the day of the Lord is at hand!
Requests:
1) I missed my flights, so now i have to rebook everything, and it is very expensive.
2) Because I wait tables, doc said it might be up to a month before I can work again. So pray that I find a job or something, as I now owe over 3,000.
3) in a few hours I am going to the office to rebook my ticket, please pray that It goes smooth. Nothing goes smooth here.
I really appreciate the encouragement from all of you that had already heard, thank you so much. Please let me know how I can lift you up, and serve you as well.
Robby
PS Ca. friends, i will be in town for a few days, we can try and catch up.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Outreach this weekend
This morning was straight out of a movie. I woke up, and went to the fresh fruit market down the road. It is mango season, so i bought 3 different kinds of mangos, a pomegrantte, and a coconut to drink. I also had guava juice, it was quite possibly the best breakfast I have ever had and it was just over a dollar.
After my breakfast from heaven, we set off to Delhi Universtiy. We invited 200 students to come to a progam we are puting on this Saturday. There will be singing, dancing, food, and Americans. Everyone was very excited, and we are expecting a large turn out. We are also continuing a conversational English class in the evenings, which has opened up opportunities to share with people. Please continue to lift up both of these programs.
We also have another person staying at our flat. He is a brother and has had to move home to Bangalore for financial reasons. His parents are very prominent in the community, and his choice to repent and turn from sin has caused his family shame. Therefore they have told him that he must choose between HIM and between his family. Please lift up this brother, as he is going through a very difficult time.
Also please remember my friend. I met him on my first trip 5 years ago, and we kept in contact. I have told him many times about HIM, but it is a very slow process. This sunday we are going to get coffee together, and he has said that he will come to our sunday meeting, please lift him up as well.
My spell checker isnt working so please disreegard the spelling errrors.
Robby
After my breakfast from heaven, we set off to Delhi Universtiy. We invited 200 students to come to a progam we are puting on this Saturday. There will be singing, dancing, food, and Americans. Everyone was very excited, and we are expecting a large turn out. We are also continuing a conversational English class in the evenings, which has opened up opportunities to share with people. Please continue to lift up both of these programs.
We also have another person staying at our flat. He is a brother and has had to move home to Bangalore for financial reasons. His parents are very prominent in the community, and his choice to repent and turn from sin has caused his family shame. Therefore they have told him that he must choose between HIM and between his family. Please lift up this brother, as he is going through a very difficult time.
Also please remember my friend. I met him on my first trip 5 years ago, and we kept in contact. I have told him many times about HIM, but it is a very slow process. This sunday we are going to get coffee together, and he has said that he will come to our sunday meeting, please lift him up as well.
My spell checker isnt working so please disreegard the spelling errrors.
Robby
Saturday, July 07, 2007
A 3 day trip down south.
This last week we went to the south end of the city, for a blvrs conference. I lead a small group, and Doc (Dr. Tom Halstead is the head of biblical studies at The Master's College, but we just call him doc) taught through the book of Daniel. We leared about the future God has for Israel in the Millennium....... It was very encouraging to spend time with relatively likeminded brothers and sisters from all parts of the globe. The best part of the whole trip was the resort we were staying at.
There are no American toilets in this part of India. You must merely squat, aim and hope for the best. However in my time of greatest need I found one. As I proceeded toward my bounty, I steped in a large puddle around the toilet that splashed my ankles. I decided that i would rather not think about it, and just lift my legs straigh out as i sat. Once i finished i proceeded to the "paper work," only to find that there was no paper to use.... Upon I overcoming this hurdle, I flushed. Now must toilets have a pipe behind them that connects to a sewage system of some sorts. This however was armed with a pipe that was connected to nothing. So as soon as I flushed, the toilet drained onto the floor around my feet. All I could do was mutter a HOLY FREAKING CRAP (no pun intended), and jump onto the toilet seat. As I stood there surrounded by "surprises" i reminisced of my childhood when my favorite pasttime was trying to avoid the imaginary hot lava all over the living room floor. The stall filled up, and overflowed into a community puddle of old shower water in middle of the bathroom. It was literally a cesspool of filth. Everytime I took a shower, or I should just say, the one time i took a shower, I the drain backed up old shower water, and i had to finish before the water went above the rubber part of my sandle.
All of these things mingled with 100 degree +humidity heat, bugs in our beds, and many other things lent to me developing an attitude of ungratefulness, and a complaining spirit. I read Psalm 103, and the Lord changed my perspective. Even if i stayed at this "resort," for the rest of my life, i stil had no reason to complain. The rest of the master's team, was a great example to me as to what it looked like to have a grateful spirit. The girls even had a flooded room, and yet still praised the Lord. The trip down south was truly a blessing in many ways, and I would gladly do it all again if the Lord would allow.
I do apologize for the slightly crass post, and I promise all of my stories will not be centered around the bathroom! I will also post some pictures in the next day or two.
There are no American toilets in this part of India. You must merely squat, aim and hope for the best. However in my time of greatest need I found one. As I proceeded toward my bounty, I steped in a large puddle around the toilet that splashed my ankles. I decided that i would rather not think about it, and just lift my legs straigh out as i sat. Once i finished i proceeded to the "paper work," only to find that there was no paper to use.... Upon I overcoming this hurdle, I flushed. Now must toilets have a pipe behind them that connects to a sewage system of some sorts. This however was armed with a pipe that was connected to nothing. So as soon as I flushed, the toilet drained onto the floor around my feet. All I could do was mutter a HOLY FREAKING CRAP (no pun intended), and jump onto the toilet seat. As I stood there surrounded by "surprises" i reminisced of my childhood when my favorite pasttime was trying to avoid the imaginary hot lava all over the living room floor. The stall filled up, and overflowed into a community puddle of old shower water in middle of the bathroom. It was literally a cesspool of filth. Everytime I took a shower, or I should just say, the one time i took a shower, I the drain backed up old shower water, and i had to finish before the water went above the rubber part of my sandle.
All of these things mingled with 100 degree +humidity heat, bugs in our beds, and many other things lent to me developing an attitude of ungratefulness, and a complaining spirit. I read Psalm 103, and the Lord changed my perspective. Even if i stayed at this "resort," for the rest of my life, i stil had no reason to complain. The rest of the master's team, was a great example to me as to what it looked like to have a grateful spirit. The girls even had a flooded room, and yet still praised the Lord. The trip down south was truly a blessing in many ways, and I would gladly do it all again if the Lord would allow.
I do apologize for the slightly crass post, and I promise all of my stories will not be centered around the bathroom! I will also post some pictures in the next day or two.
Monday, July 02, 2007
This is India
We are officially here! 4 airports, and 36 hours later, we finally have arrived in Delhi! We are very grateful, because the flight was very easy, and I actually got a significant amount of sleep. During the last leg of our flight however, we awoke to a "pleasant" surprise.
We got off in Delhi, flew through customs, grabbed our bags, and jumped in the van. Our driver assured us that he knew where our hostel was...... We learned quite quickly that he had no idea where to go. After driving the wrong way down one-way roads, multiple 5 point turns into on coming traffic, a few stops on the side of the road to ask for directions, we began to assume that he did not in fact know where we were going. Then we ran out of gas. The funny thing however was that our driver tried to play it off like nothing was wrong. We were in neutral slowing down (AC died), and he promptly assured us that we were just "going slow." Then we stopped, and he just sat there as if nothing was out of the ordinary! We finally convinced him that something was wrong, and he set off to retrieve some diesel. We all got out of the van, and experienced Delhi's monsoon season, as it began to POUR rain... on top of my bags that had been placed on the roof of the van. 30 mins later he returned and we went set out on our way. This is India, and I love it.
Please continue to "remember" us, as we are overseas. I will be preaching this Sunday, which will be completely worthless if he is not with me. Thank you for all your support!
Robby
We got off in Delhi, flew through customs, grabbed our bags, and jumped in the van. Our driver assured us that he knew where our hostel was...... We learned quite quickly that he had no idea where to go. After driving the wrong way down one-way roads, multiple 5 point turns into on coming traffic, a few stops on the side of the road to ask for directions, we began to assume that he did not in fact know where we were going. Then we ran out of gas. The funny thing however was that our driver tried to play it off like nothing was wrong. We were in neutral slowing down (AC died), and he promptly assured us that we were just "going slow." Then we stopped, and he just sat there as if nothing was out of the ordinary! We finally convinced him that something was wrong, and he set off to retrieve some diesel. We all got out of the van, and experienced Delhi's monsoon season, as it began to POUR rain... on top of my bags that had been placed on the roof of the van. 30 mins later he returned and we went set out on our way. This is India, and I love it.
Please continue to "remember" us, as we are overseas. I will be preaching this Sunday, which will be completely worthless if he is not with me. Thank you for all your support!
Robby
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