7/31/08 Abel's Apartment - New Delhi 7:00 am

I'm now on a fourth story balcony in New Delhi at an apartment owned by a sweet 29 year old north-eastern man (looks Chinese) named Abel (pronounced "A-Bell").

Yesterday I just chilled at Amy's and read a little. Then she took me out for an Indian snack. We saw 2 cows on the way, and a couple Gypsy children who did pretty impressive acrobatic tricks for a couple rupees. after taking a nap she took me on a rickshaw to the metro, and from the metro to an Americanized coffee place. There I met a nice guy named Elisha. he took me on a three wheeled rickshaw to a Church home group. On the way I figured out that the drivers don't honk because they're too aggressive or inconsiderate (although they are), it's a common courtesy. there are stickers on the backs of cars that say "horn please" (heh). I am baffled how they can be such terrible drivers, yet can at the same time be amazing talented drivers.

When we got to home group I met Simeon and Abel . Amy gave a teaching on radical love and Simeon lead worship. He played 4 popular vineyard songs then 2 hindi songs. I think that it's pretty cool that I can go half way around the world and still worship and sing with my family. Elisha showed me a couple cool songs (he's really good at guitar), then asked me to show him something, so I played the rift for dwell and he picked it up on first hearing without any instruction. I showed them a couple jeremy riddle songs and some aaron struple songs and they thought i was the.... .doo doo..(gee wilikers).

amy asked if I would feel comfortable staying at Abels apartment and I said sure. Abel is a generous northeastern man with an accent that I can barley understand (I still can't understand a word that guy says mahn). He complimented my hair and told me his used to be long and that he would show me pictures. when we got to his apartment his roommates were watching VHI. We talked for a bit and exchanged pictures pictures. I showed him some of my house and then a few of April and he just kept saying "ohh very pretty" and "OHhh my god yes she is so beautiful". He gave me his bed and showed me his whole in the ground toilet next to a bucket with a measuring cup that I had read so much about. I woke up with him right next to me... with only the thought "wow... 24 hours in india and I'm sleeping with an indian man I just met"

I'm now up before everyone else on the balcony and I am thinking of how crazy it is that my youth group is meeting on the other side of the world, with their feet pointed up towards mine....... whoa.... gravity....

CaaRAZY!