India Seminars:
The Indian ladies were cloistered upon one another, having been wound tightly into their cultural Sari (soft flowing, colorful fabric which consists of 6 yards plus). During this monsoon season, 85% high humidity, and the ill tempered sun burning down upon the earth, I thought surely as I watched, one among them would swoon. We were very thankful for ceiling fans that swirled above our heads with great efficiency, then without warning everything stopped. It was a black out and no power at all. These women sat quietly, note taking and with writers license I would like to suggest, pupating in their cocoons.
The Seminar delegates, were tea plantation workers and arrived mid day after working in the field. By mid evening the day had cooled off and electricity had returned to our venue. The lovely Indian women became as animated among each other as flitting social butterflies. They swarmed with excitement, talking among themselves in sweet enthusiasm concerning the value of what they were learning. Dinner of Farm fresh chicken, yet to be plucked and prepared with the bounty of beautiful vegetables was served to all the delegates by 10:30 in the evening. It was such a Sweet company together for the Lord‘s purpose, that memories remain forever.
No comments:
Post a Comment