Angels by: Connor Dority

Howdy y’all its me again coming to you from the other side of the planet. Boy it was definitely an eventful week and one to remember! From the last time I blogged, we have been teaching in the schools clear until Saturday. It was a non-stop grind from the moment we landed in India. Sunday, we had the opportunity to attend a Hindu temple and got to see them do their prayers and religious rituals. It was such an amazing experience to see how other religions work and what they believe. After the temple, we got to go up to a school that another group of teens are teaching at and paint the walls that were losing color and clean up some trash in their courtyard.

 Yesterday, our YMAD group was invited to a private school named Cambridge just on the out skirts of Kullu. One thing that made this a very special event is that Monday is a holiday for India and school is supposed to be out. But, Cambridge kept school in session for half a day to have a cultural exchange with us and to acknowledge our service that we were doing.  As we arrived at the school, we were given an honorary welcome by the staff, top performing students, and class officers. The band played for us as we approached the outdoor auditorium, then had a standing ovation from all 700 students (K-12). Not going to lie it was very intimidating at first, but I enjoyed every second of it. From there both us and Cambridge danced and singed to respect and honor our different cultures. We were then invited inside to have refreshments with the student class leaders and the principal staff.

I’d like to share a though I’ve had on my mind lately. All around us, no matter where we are or what we are doing on this world we are constantly surrounded by angels. It could be the neighbors that come shovel your driveway on a snowy day, the person who smiles to make our sucky day a little better, the little children you teach that show unconditional love, or the guardian angels who protect you in all dangerous or harmful situations. I know that we have been protected during this whole trip and God has a hand in all aspects of our lives. Things don’t happen by coincidences, but by purpose from our Father in Heaven and I’m forever grateful for it.

As much as I love serving the kids here, I think I’m ready to come home. Upon my return home, I’ll be preparing to serve the people of France as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Love and miss you all!