Traveling Churches

Sunday was a day to be remembered.
Pastor Satheesh, several on the Timithian students ( the bible school where the church I'm staying at), and myself all saddled up in this huge van and drove to another church, maybe an hour away. The church was having a one year anniversary, since the doors of the church were opened. I'm finally getting use to all the smiling stares from the locals, which is actually quite nice. Sidenote: I found out later that night that America actually donated tons of flour to the country to keep the people from starvation. Anyways, when we first got there I needed to use the restroom, but I keep forgetting that they do not understand what that is. They only understand, toilet. But none the less I got to use the restroom. Well the point of me saying this, is to actually describe the toilet. It was literally a hole in the ground surrounded by some porcelain, good thing I only needed to go number 1, oh by the way there was no toilet paper or one of those water spraying devices, only a picture of water sitting on the ground. Man I felt sorry for the locals, but understood why disease is so prevalent in third world countries. Moving on, the church service was truly amazing, taking into consideration I only understood Hallelujah and Amen. The service was preached in two languages simultaneously, Sinhalese and Tamil, the two local languages. Being in a place of such beauty, but such starvation, it was a miracle to see the people of this church with tears streaming down there faces, and their arms outstretched to God. I've never been surrounded by such a faith. I've always known its easy to believe in a God when there's no gun pointed to your head, but these people face the gun of starvation on a weekly basis, and praise God more fervently then the people God has chosen to bless with a comfortable life. One can only truly question their own morals and actions, as each day most Americans come home to a house with some form of food. Praise God for sending Lions of the faith to face such worldly tribulation, and not the America sheep.