Incredible experience tonight. I'm still processing it. Got to SEE a worship service at one of the BIG Hindu temples. One of two in India people make pilgrimages to. The only reason we were allowed in is we were accompanied by a former high priest who was so well respected that even tho he converted to Christianity. Our Indian driver from the mission said even he wouldn't have been allowed in the service. It was something. Drums, bells, cymbal type things, fire incense and lots of idols. We were given a personal tour from a Hindu man who used to hate Christians. He no longer hates us, but is still Hindi. He tried to explain things but they have so many gods....... I didn't feel fear. We had the former high priest with us, plus our guide, plus a really big Indian man. I felt incredible sadness for all the deceived pilgrims there to worship.
This temple is about 10 miles from Damoh. It took almost an hour to get there. On the way home we saw a sight -- a motorbike carrying two people AND two goats...... The goats didn't appear to be squirming or anything. I'm not sure if the were on their way to market, or just home from grazing.
Sidenote: we've been eating a lot of goat. When people describe eating other meats, frequently one hears "It tastes like chicken.". Goat doesn't. If you didn't know, you'd just think you were eating beef. That being said, I doubt I'll be looking for a goat for Mike to slaughter once we get home....
Love, Jacque
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