Sunday, we got up early to go to church in Chennai. We piled in the van, and were bouncing happily along when--bang! bang! bang!--a series of shots rang out, jolting the van. We had blown a tire. Our bus driver calmly slowed down (there wasn't really a shoulder to pull off to) and jumped out to replace the tire. Thankfully no one hit us. Actually, you may think that since the driving is crazy in India, it's also very careless. The opposite is true, people are more alert and there are less accidents due to inattention than in the US. Maybe we should adopt the style.:)
We were back on the road in no time, and only arrived ten minutes late to church.
We were well taught in all our meetings, and the Spirit was really strong. One thing that struck me was how simple the lessons were. Oftentimes, I feel we get caught up in the nitty gritty details that don't matter as much as the basic, pure doctrine. But very simple Gospel principles were being taught, and I think that's why I learned so much.
I also noticed how engaged the children were in the discussion. They all had scriptures out and answered the questions readily. Here, these kids sacrifice to come to church, they usually don't just live 2 miles away from the stake center, like we do at home. Everyone was so kind as well, and I could through their words and actions, how strong their testimonies were.
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