James bond

We were going to meet some street kids, they had been living at the train stattion and were now fed by a guy who nopened up his house, his name - james bond. I was dissappointed to find his card didnt back this up but what was i expecting?

I was getting used to the madness of india, the giant bamboo ladder store next to the stables complete with yak and goats while the women squatted washing and beating the clothes by the slumbs the huge idol shrine adorned in flowers stood next to the little chapel at the end. so was the way in india. There was always something burning generally rubbish sometimes waste, this city was pruducing 2,200 tones a day and rapidly running out of plaes to dump it.

When we got to james bonds house we'd planned to be flexible depending how these street boys were, we didnt know whether to expect children or small men, all i knew was that they wouldnt be like the boys or teens of europe. The certainly werent, mainly because they ranged from 20 something to 31 they were infact very malnurished skinny but no doubt about it fully grown men. James had been going to the train station to eat with speak to a gain the trust of these guys for 6 years, these days he had a house and was able to provide some ind of home place for these guys. It wasnt without problems though, but james was an incredible man, mainly as he told of his own childhood. his father was a drunk who regulaly abused his mother, destroyed her certificates to teach and had one night tried to kill her infront of james and his sister, it was james who had had to make his dad to leave. I was amazed that someone with that past had not only got past it to help others but hadnt let it turn him into a man eaten by bitterness, but a man of faith who testified to gods grace.

Goyo told his testimony to the guys how god had turned his life around from drugs and hopelessness, he kept it brief being through two translaters, but the guys repsonded and talked of christ and wanting to see their own lives turned around. we prayed for the guys and james too who had seen alot of problems because of the ministry. Shawls over our heads to pray and not allowed to lay hands on the men was wierd, i blurted out before i could stop myself asking james what could we pray for him as everyone else seemed busy, but he didnt care too much about formalities and told us we could pray and lay hands on anyone. he was grateful for the prayer and support.