Friday, May 15, 2009

The 5 people i met in Nepal/Thailand

Date: May 1, 2009
Time: Noonish
Location: Bangkok, Thailand Airport waiting for check-in to open.



There is a man in the Kathmandu, Nepal Airport who every day, all day, goes around the airport collecting and returning luggage carts. That is his job, his livelyhood. That is how he fills his day and feeds his family. He does it with speed, efficientcy, and skill. Yes, pushing carts does entail skill.


(current thought...there is always a lesson and a skill to be learned, even in the most degrading or ridiculous job. God always has a purpose. It is up to us to look for it and embrace it.)



There is a child in Bangkok, Thailand who everyday, makes his way to the same bridge to lay on the sidewalk, in the humidity and heat, with a cup in front of him. Yesterday someone gave him a toy truck. Today he wasn't laying on the ground, he was playing.



(Current thought - people are just waiting for us to pull our heads out of the clouds, they are waiting for us.)



There is a girl my age in Dhorpani, Nepal who spends her day cooking. Squatting on the floor of a dimly-lit, but emaculate kitchen, (or as emaculate as a dirt floor kitchen can be in a remote mountain village of Nepal.) she cooks and cleans, fetches water, washes clothes, and then cooks until either everyone is done eating or until she can no longer see. Yet, each time she greets me there is a smile filled with true joy.


(She was a born again Christian. Because of her I am newly challenged to find joy in any situation.)
There is a woman somewhere along the Nepali trail who was carrying a calf on her back, all day, because it was too young to walk along the rugged, cliff-side trails. Maybe now she just walks behind it and watches her heard grow.
(Current thought - God often causes us to really work and carry the burden of our future. We have to wait and feed it and care for it, and then in His perfect timing, we will see the result of our toil. But sometimes it is just time to carry.)


There is a young man in Dhorpatan who had never heard of Jesus before we came and now is walking in the freedom of Christ. I watched him take down his family's Buddist prayer flags that same day. Minutes later in fact.

(Current thought - immediate responses are powerful. Being the first to represent Jesus to people was an amazing experience.)

There is a woman who still feels like a girl. She struggled her way through Nepal, its mountains, cities, villages, and weather. She has made it through and now has experienced Thailand and its charms and materialism. Now she is on her wa home to a distant world more familier that seems oh so far away.



....I am ready to go home...

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Alaska's mountians, my mountains, never looked small before. Until i went to Nepal. Standing on a pass @ 10,000ft looking up at the Himalayas looming above me and looking bigger than anything i'd seen.

One never feels so small then when one is surrounded by the Himalayas painted green with rice patties dotted with brightly colored punjabis. Strings of donkey trains making their way down the cliffside-trails who you can hear coming because of their bells.