kathmandu, oriental city 2 million people
crowded
noisy
exotic
wonderfully foreign
bewildering
strange smells
narrow allies
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street vendors
crazy trafficwierd vehicles
pulsating life
beggars
poverty
dire need
pain
only hours after we arrive in kathmandu, a motorbike stops in front of me with screetching tires. from underneath the helmet comes a voice: daniel - kahile aaunu bhayo - since when are you in nepal? it is a friend from our church in pokhara, and it turns out that he has moved to kathmandu a year ago. since it is friday evening, he asks me to come to his local church here in kathmandu the next day (church is here on saturdays). - coincidence or providence?!
saturday: while my family is still asleep, i am heading to my friend's church. it is a housechurch with some 35 people present. i am being warmly welcomed.
singing, prayer, praise and worship. then i am asked to speak - no real surprise there... it is a joy to me to share some reflections on easter and god's goodness in our lives.
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God is good. What were the chances of a coincident meeting, on your first day, in a city of 2 million!?! I can't believe the number of miracles you've witnessed during your spiritual journey! What a testament to the power inherent in the Resurrection! I'm sure you shared this with the house church.
On Good Friday, we took our home group to Union Gospel Mission to serve during the Easter Dinner. Just for three hours. Reyla and I ended up in the back off the kitchen, scooping ice cream and serving apple pie for dessert. Of course, our time there was just a token effort, just enough to get a glimpse of what it's like in the Downtown Eastside. Still, it was good to be down there. And it was good for our group to be there.
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