Day Thirty-Five

We fly out to Delhi tomorrow morning where we'll be staying for 4 days. A friend asked us to write a paragraph reflecting on our time Kolkata. As I pack up and prepare to leave this city, I decided to send the paragraph I wrote along to you. Here it is: 

God handed me Kolkata like a valuable coin from His palm. The etchings on one side of the coin depict darkness and desperation. I remember the young girl, fists clenched about the handles of my bag, asking for our dinner with the weight of her body. On the other side, the carvings reflect hope and restoration. I remember the shining face of a young girl as she sings and dances in a sea of children to songs about Jesus during a time of peak activity in the Red Light District she calls home. During this time in Kolkata, I've seen how God uses Project Rescue to ardently rub His thumb against the long-standing desperation, smoothing it out and shining light into the darkness.