Hyderabad (Part 1): When I am Weak, He is Strong
Namaskaaramu!
Greetings from India!
After
spending a week in Orissa, I traveled to Hyderabad, which is a city in the
state of Telangana. There, I met up with a couple other ladies from the U.S.
who I would spend a week with, teaching kids how to play volleyball. My initial
task was to make sure they got settled into the hotel and had everything they
needed. This was my first opportunity to act as hostess of a team, and though I
was exhausted from traveling (as were they), we all managed to settle in and
spend time resting before our busy week began.
I went to
sleep in my hotel room, excited about spending the next day (a Sunday)
attending a church service, and spending some time playing games with the kids.
But, I woke up in the wee hours of the morning with a major stomach virus
(essentially traveler’s food poisoning). I ended up spending the entire day in
my room nursing myself back to health. Not exactly what I had in mind for the
first day in the city, or really for any part of my time in India!
Monday, I
felt much better, and went with everyone else to tour the organization which
was our connection to teaching volleyball. I was super impressed with the work
being done. After only ten years since its beginning, it has grown
exponentially, and works to improve the lives of hundreds (even thousands!) of
people – primarily by working to educate women and children (though some men do
participate in their educational classes), helping them and their families
become self-sufficient.
Tuesday,
Wednesday and Thursday, we visited various schools in the area to do mini
volleyball camps. All of us took on teaching groups of boys and girls, with our
team leader taking on the more advanced players. I felt so underqualified for
the task, because 1) I haven’t really played volleyball at all over the past
ten years, and 2) even when I was playing volleyball, which was a youth group
weekly activity in the summers, I was terrible at it. I mean, I know how to serve
and all the basics, but actually putting all those elements together and
playing a game? Not a pretty sight.
But,
somehow, in spite of my weakness in playing volleyball, the kids in my groups
did learn a few things, and from what I was hearing, gained a little bit of an
interest in playing the game (at least for fun).
One of the
things I am learning on this trip to India is that I do and always will have
areas of weakness (whether it is a lack of skills or knowledge, or periods of
sickness). But, God is greater than all of that.
It is in my
weakness, my failings, and my sickness that His power is made evident. Some
days it is hard to see that, but that truth still remains.
“Therefore, in order to keep me from being
conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment
me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to
me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that
Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in
weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For
when I am weak, then I am strong.”
~ 2
Corinthians 12:7b-10 (NIV)
India 2017: Part 5
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Scriptures taken from the Holy Bible, New International Version®, NIV®. Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 by Biblica, Inc.™ Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved worldwide. www.zondervan.com The “NIV” and “New International Version” are trademarks registered in the United States Patent and Trademark Office by Biblica, Inc.™
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