Easter Sunday

This morning we put on our saris....well, Sarah put them on us.  It is incredible, how complicated a sari is.  It isn't just a long strip of fabric wrapped around a woman.  Believe me.  Well, it is....but there is a method to it.  I have a brand new respect for Indian women.  Want to know a secret?  In a sari, a woman can feel beautiful.....really beautiful.  And ageless......

We went to church with a wonderful woman named Naomi who helps with SCH but is also a dear friend, and she is hostess to guests, so she helped us buy our saris yesterday and then took us to church....and later in the day she spoiled us rotten with french toast and popcorn.  Forget the souveniers, I want to take Naomi home with me.

After church we went to the school girls home and gave them their bibles and then helped with an Easter egg hunt.  We took the girls upstairs to the top story balcony one at a time, sat them down and showed them their very own bible, all the way from America, written in English and we told them that people in America had chosen the bible for them and were praying for them.  Several girls said, "my very own?"....more than once.  I swallowed tears as I nodded my head and said, "you bet, sweet girl.  This is your very own American bible and you can keep it forever and ever and learn to read it in English."  One girl, Hannah, stood up and flipped her bible open and began to preach.  REALLY preach.  In telegu.  The girls all sat at her feet with bibles opened, listening, agreeing.  It was amazing.  I've wondered what Hannah's future would hold.  In less than 6 months she will be too old for the adoption option and I was sad for her because before the adoption process shut down in this state 10 years ago, her file was in (then only 3 years old) and she would likely have been adopted.  Due to corruption in the process from the international side and locally, they had to cease all adoptions and revamp the system to make sure it was done legally and ethically.  For Hannah, it may be too late.  If you have a longing to adopt an older child who is bright, helpful, sweet and dear....and very likely will go into seminary somewhere.....please speak up.  soon. 

We intended to go visit the littles again but stopped home to clean up first and then it got dark and we didn't want to walk the few blocks in darkness....and we were tired and lazy and happy to visit with Sarah and her kids.....so we are done.