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India, Day 8 – Feeling Like a Celebrity & a Leper Colony


These thoughts are excerpts from my journal from my trip to India: 

December 8 

We had to get an early start to the day, so I made sure to get up early enough to have time to say hello to the girls before they loaded up for school. I don’t think I could ever hear the little choruses of “Akka” enough! I think my heart melts each time.

This morning we met with the architect (Gigi) so we could see the plans for the new orphanage. It will be built across the street and a couple lots down from the current home. Then there will be room for girls in both houses. Gigi had drawn plans and we also looked at a scale model to get a good idea of what it will look like.

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India, Day 6 – Zambians, the Slums, and a Wedding


These thoughts are excerpts from my journal from my trip to India: 

December 6

Tara and I started out the morning by giving the girls a few of the items that the team and I brought over. She explained that they don’t get everything at one time because she wants them to appreciate it all. So we gave them a few things: hairbrushes, hairbows, a few new dresses, some candy. It felt like Christmas morning – it was so much fun to see their reactions to it all. They kept saying “Thank you Akka!” while touching my face and giving countless hugs.

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India, Day 3 – Meeting the Girls!


These thoughts are excerpts from my journal from my trip to India: 

December 3… after sunrise

I might have fallen asleep at 4am… it is now 7:15am and I am ready to go! Myself, the 3 guys from Kansas (Aaron, Travis, and Ben), and Isaac’s nephew (Rohan) are all staying on the second floor of the orphanage. The others are in Isaac’s house, just a couple of lots away. I haven’t heard the guys make a peep yet. The doors to the second floor are all still locked, so I know that no one else has been moving about yet. The ceiling fan is so noisy that I don’t hear the girls downstairs, so I can’t tell if they are up yet.

My throat really hurts this morning. I could feel myself catching a cold on the plane, but I was hoping that some sleep would help me feel better. Jesus, I need your healing. Touch me today!

I can no longer wait to meet those girls. I guess I will head downstairs!

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