by Areli We were walking through the streets one afternoon, saying hello to everybody. Jen, PD and I saw a women who was sitting on the ground. She was one of many others in the street, but our hearts immediately went out to her. We said hello to her, but of course she didn’t know English (or Spanish! haha). With …
Bless this House…
by Rynn New state, new language. I recognized not one single word that this woman was chattering at me. I wanted to, as she was speaking and motioning earnestly. Evidently, there was something she very much wanted to communicate to me, and as I was smiling and nodding, it was apparently not evident to her that I was not understanding …
Freedom to the Captives
by Jen It was one of those surreal moments…. The kind that makes life worth living. “Am I in a movie?” I asked myself as I climbed up the narrow, dark stairway. The stairs weren’t the only thing that was dark. As I passed through one room (or “house”) lined with even tinier rooms with just enough space for a …
Rescue from the Brothel part 1
Part One — The DTS team witnesses a miraculous rescue of a young girl from a brothel in India.
Rescue from the Brothel, part 2
Part Two – the DTS witnesses a miraculous rescue of children who lived in a brothel in India.
And now time for your questions
The team is on their way to Chennai, marking the mid-way point of their trip. You've read their stories and seen pictures. Now it's time for you to ask the team all your questions. Go ahead, ask anything you want. Leave your questions in the comments and the team will try to answer as many of them as they can.
A Day with the Kids from India’s Streets
Rynn writes about the team’s day with the street kids.
The YWAM Madison DTS students sound off on some of their favorite moments of a day they spent with some kids from Pune.
by Katie Gruchow Today, Sheila taught me how to make chapattis. I rolled out small lumps of dough, then applied peanut oil to the skillet and plopped the flattened dough onto it. Sheila was quite impressed by how quickly I learned. “Now, you can fatten him up,” she said, nodding towards Travis. “He is much too skinny for a husband.”
by Hattie Lindstrom I have always wanted to be an aunt, but with a sister two years younger than me and without marriage prospects, the odds are not in my favor. I won’t be getting a niece or nephew any time soon. I was always jealous when my friends would have cute little nieces and nephews following them all over. …