A few more notes I wrote on Easter Day during our trip to India
As a special Easter celebration we all piled in the Selakui school bus around 8.00a.m to head off for a picnic by the river. The boys were dressed in their finest clothes for this significant event.
To get to our intended destination the bus meandered it’s way down a winding narrow road but about half way down it became obvious that the bus was never going to squeeze through this tiny road. So, to keep us all safe (as there was water one side of the road, and a steep drop the other) we all piled out of the bus at a place where it could turn round and headed to another picnic spot. Our kids loved the bus journey as an opportunity to “bond” with all the boys.
Breakfast has been brought for everyone so when we arrived we all searched for shady spots in the late morning sun to eat our samosas, bread rolls and bananas. We then had a beautiful time of worship together celebrating our risen Jesus. Some moments are just too precious to capture on camera. There were many times when i would like to have snapped a picture but somehow I knew when it was ok to take pictures and when it wasn’t. Sometimes it just felt too intrusive, and sometimes it was right to savour the moment there and then, capturing it in my heart rather than on film. This time of worship was one such moment.
And then nearly 40 kids headed down to the river for a swim and a play in the sandy river banks. We fished, we splashed, we jumped, we paddled, we dug.
Kieran, a godly and humble man who has been a house parent at Selakui with his wife Ruth for longer than I can remember made a fantastic paneer dish for us all which was heated in massive pans on stoves that had been brought with us. One particularly keen monkey hovered in the tree which hung over the area we were sitting in, hopeful for any leftovers. He remained hopeful.
And then we crashed back into the bus for intermittent naps, guitar led worship, and bongo drumming.
Football was played at dusk and for dinner we ate pan-cooked cheese toasties. In a small window of Robinson family time we continued in our Sunday afternoon tradition of affirming the good we see in each other and praying for one another.
It’s hard to put in words what it’s like here. Peace, love, joy, laughter, emanate throughout this campus which reflects and honours Jesus . Our kids are able to roam freely through the campus, looked after and cared for by any of the boys, houseparents, or volunteers. There is beauty everywhere. Beauty in the boys, beauty in the landscape, beauty in the love given and shown by the volunteers.
We’re so thankful to be here, and to share with these people in this place.