This morning, he was sharing a little about his calling and journey into India and his initial struggles in starting and maintaining a ministry in Jaipur, where no Korean missionaries have ever paved a way before him, and where Christians continue to be persecuted. Every step of his ongoing journey requires full dependence in God, because there are constant obstacles, persecutions and spiritual battles. Now they have a few Indian staff in training to do ministry work in the villages, and also a mission training centre where the staff can have access to various resources and short term mission teams can stay. They've come a long way in establishing stable resources for ministry but they still have a long way to go. As I listened to Pastor Chun's testimony, I felt a strong conviction in my heart.
This is what it means to live for Christ.
I have not been living for Christ.
Pastor Chun also expressed that they are in great need of people. Northern India needs people to help, to volunteer, to educate, to minister and to pray for healing and freedom of the land. That's why, he said, it's important for short term mission teams (like us) to experience and to share the heart and the passion of India so that more people from other parts of the world may develop love, or even an interest for India. That's when I realized that two weeks maybe a long time, but it is not enough. It's barely long enough to get a glimpse of what India is really like.
I would like to come back to India. For more than two weeks. Perhaps for a month or two. Pastor Chun said that many missionaries' wives get barber certification so that they can earn side money and also minister to the people on the streets while cutting peoples' hair.
Maybe I can learn how to cut hair. (Though I am not sure about this since I can't even cut an apple or a piece of paper the right way)
Maybe I can teach English and worship.
Maybe I can travel through the villages to take photos and videos.
Maybe, just maybe, I will be back one day.
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