This is post #2 in a recap of our trip to Bangladesh. You can scroll down below to see the first post and the format of future posts regarding the trip.
This day was split between spending time at the orphanage compound and visiting other ministry sites that are under the same umbrella of the orphanage. I thoroughly enjoyed seeing the other ministries in the area and getting a better idea of the big picture of things.
One of the places we visited was a sewing school for women. The textile industry is booming in the country - so a working knowledge of how to sew is an important skill set to have. Unfortunately there are a large number of individuals who do not have that knowledge. Therefore, there is a ministry that offers FREE lessons on sewing. Every day women will come to the building where they can learn basic sewing patterns and techniques. They go through a four month long program that will see them graduate and capable of securing a job.
We were able to walk in on one of the classes and see what was happening. I really enjoyed seeing this because it was a great picture of meeting people where they are, and providing a need they have. Through the offering of free lessons, they almost always fill the place out and continually have people coming wishing to learn the trade. Through the program relationships are formed and Christ's love is poured out.
We also had the opportunity to visit the headquarters for the team in country. We sat down in the head office and got to hear about; the visions, the struggles, the challenges, the ministries. Our time concluded with the leader sharing a phrase that seemed to pop up every day throughout the trip: God's faithfulness. In my journal I wrote down this direct quote, "We have to depend on God daily, but He has always been faithful. Each month we do not know if we will be allowed to keep going, but God is faithful. God provides."
Following our time visiting the different sites we returned to the orphanage in time for their afternoon game time. Of course, I enjoyed yet another game of cricket. This time I seemed to know a little bit more about what was happening. During my first game on Saturday, after two swings of the bat I had gotten out. This time, I made it to five or six swings before I did something illegal. Though, I wouldn't have gotten there had it not been for the grace of the kids...
On my very first swing I accidentally hit the wickets, which is an automatic out (didn't know that rule until after I did it). After trying to plead my ignorance of the rules the kids started shouting "second chance, second chance." I had messed up. I did something I wasn't supposed to do. Yet, they were giving me a second chance and acted as if I hadn't messed up. They let me have a redo and continue batting.
I doubt the kids had any inclination of the theological reminder they were giving me. But it was a very refreshing moment to be reminded of the second chance Christ has given us.
'Twas a good day.