Such a Beautiful Disaster
I was warned.
And re-warned, and re-rewarned.
About how utterly, devastatingly dirty and crowded it is.
But I wasn’t warned about how utterly, devastatingly beautiful it is. The people, the faces, the sea of humanity - - each one an image bearer of my beautiful God.
Before I left one of my coworkers shared a great devotion about Christ leaving his divinity to enter our humanity - and how it would be like us turning over a rock, seeing a sea of ants, and deciding to go and live and become like an ant (it’s an analogy, not theology).
I thought I might look at this like something in to which I would never want to step. On my way here I prayed constantly to God, asking him to see beauty, and to see him wherever he looked.
And I have. Wow, have I ever. Instead of just seeing the stinking sweat of bodies, I look in to eyes, see faces, and heard chatter, and laughter, and seen a community not just individuals.
I have so much in my head, but as I am here, awake, at 2:30 in the morning, I’m just so in awe. In awe.
Of this beautiful disaster.
- Lynell Shooks, Staff Photographer for Student Sponsorship
Tags: india, orphans, student sponsorship
