God’s Word in Tract Transformed Bharat & Birthed a Church in Slum
I brought my rubber garden clogs for this very reason. I remember very well the warm, sweaty, sunny day I found myself on the other side of the world— in a slum in Asia. The sights and smells of the slum we visited assaulted me at every step. As I walked through the mud, avoiding piles of trash and keeping a sharp eye out for mice, I was glad to be wearing my trusty rubber clogs. Our guide, Sanjeep, a Gospel for Asia ( GFA)-supported missionary , lead us through a maze of leaning patchwork dwellings. We crossed active train tracks as trains screamed past us at a very uncomfortable proximity. We navigated around garbage heaps bigger than any city garbage dump I’ve seen. This train speeds through the middle of the slum several times a day. As we neared our destination, I watched Sanjeep disappear through the doorway of a corrugated metal structure slightly bigger than a shed. It was raised three feet above the ground on a foundation of mud and sand bags to avoid flooding in the monsoon s...