Updated: May 7, 2021
I haven't posted recently because I've been heartbroken over all the stories I am hearing from family and friends about all those affected by the pandemic in India. I took this picture during our last visit to India a couple of years ago. It's a picture of one of the oldest markets in India called Chandni Chowk in Old Delhi.
It truly is an adventure getting there and navigating your way around this maze of crowded alleyways . The narrow alleyways are packed with people and bustling with activity and noise and chaos. It is very easy to get lost here if you don't have a trusted local guide, and sure enough, we did get lost! The only way to get around the narrow streets is by rickshaw or foot. We took a rickshaw, but the driver ended up taking us to the wrong street. We learned that each street is known for a different kind of ware, and we were driven through shops with everything from pots and pans, clothes, electronics, food stalls, but didn't ever make it to the textile and fabric section, which is what we were looking for! We decided to come back on another day when we had more time but, sadly, never got another chance on our short vacation.
It saddens me now to think of the people at that bustling market so full of activity that day, now reeling from the devastating effects of the pandemic, which has especially hit Delhi so hard. As we pray for healing, recovery and restoration for all those in the midst of suffering and death, we look to our Eternal Hope, the only One who can bring healing and wholeness to our broken hearts. The only One who can reweave stories of beauty from ashes, shalom from brokenness.