FINAL DAYS

The final three days of our journey were filled with travel, debriefing, and a bit of rest in Delhi. Every time I return to the United States, I’m struck by the same tension: I feel like I’ve received far more than I’ve given. There’s a twinge of guilt in that—but even more, a deep gratitude. Gratitude for our time with these dear people. For the nationals, for Charles, and for our teammates. For the gospel that was shared and the gospel that was taught. For meals, laughter, and tears. For grace extended and lessons learned. For stumbling words, hope offered, and love spoken.

What more could anyone ask for from a trip to a place where Jesus longs for His name to be proclaimed among the “untouchables” of India?

I am always amazed at God’s plan. He consistently uses the unlikely to reach the unloved. That is so God, right? Think of Moses and Aaron—humanly speaking, the least likely to succeed becoming instruments of extraordinary redemption. What makes this so powerful is the reversal: weakness becomes the doorway, not the disqualification. Dependence isn’t a flaw—it’s the point.

Keep moving forward. God has already gone ahead of us.

The work has already been done. We simply get to tell the story.

As our team returns home, we’re asking an important question: How can we help Charles and Uttam further their ministry—more? We’ve seen firsthand the gap that exists, and our hearts ache to help fill it. How do we fund more teams without draining current resources? How do we increase support without increasing strain?

They are profoundly grateful for New Hope and for every team that comes. But what they truly need is not only financial backing—it’s people. The vastness of the need is hard to put into words. They would love to see three to four teams a year, if possible. Every time we leave, they can’t wait for us to return—and honestly, we feel the same.

Please consider signing up for the next trip. Don’t wait. There will never be a “right time.” The enemy is skilled at distracting us with things that feel urgent or important—but aren’t eternal. If you sense God nudging your heart, ask one of us about it. As the street vendors in India say, “Looking isn’t buying.” Is God calling you?

Cancer is a cell that stops working for the good of the whole body and starts living for itself. We are called to live for the Body of Christ, not for ourselves. The Dead Sea is dead for one simple reason: it has no outflow. When we stop giving, serving, and pouring ourselves out, everything settles inward—and spiritual death follows.

While this trip wasn’t exactly what we expected, it became far more than I ever imagined. Our plans changed—and that’s something we need to remember: interruption is not a bad thing. In Scripture, none of Jesus’ healings were planned. Every one of them was an interruption.

And maybe that’s the lesson.

The interruption is the assignment.