My 2nd Kandhamal visit in detail

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Is Kandhamal Burning?

My Second Visit in Detail

I traveled to Kandhamal again on the 27th

and 28th

March 2009. This time I was certain thatKandhamal is burning. Yes ! Kandhamal is burning ! The love and concern for the people

of Kandhamal is burning brightly in the hearts of thousands, some of whom have written tome and committed themselves to pray for Kandhamal. The fire of devotion to Jesus still burns

brightly in the hearts of the persecuted Christians. The fire of hate still burns in the heart of theHindu leaders here. Yes ! Kandhamal is burning !

As my cab was entering the Kalinga ghats, the sun settingbehind the hills brought back a deluge of memories. My

thoughts went back to my previous visit when the sun wassetting on that February evening

.Children from a School and Relief camp were makingtheir way to Mondasaru ravine view point, once a

popular tourist spot These children were stamping thefallen dry leaves and shouting with joy picnic picnic.

For the first time in three months they had come out ofthe camp to this spot which was just 100 meters away.

That day those little children gave me hope of the betterdays in the future and I was anxious to find out if the

better days had arrived and if it was safe for them tocome out of the camp and enjoy such simple pleasures.

When I took this picture (below) on 1/2/09, a thoughtwent through my mind that these kids had to learn and

practice the art of carrying one another to survive in thisuncaring world.

.But this time I knew that

carrying one another can justremain a game for these kids

because I learnt from yourresponse that so many of you

are willing to carry the peopleof Kandhamal in your hearts

and prayers. I thank God foreach one of you.

Mondasaru ravine, once apopular tourists spot. Some RCFathers and Nuns walked throughthis ravine to the neighboringdistrict to escape from theattackers during the riots.


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My first stop was G. Udaigiri which had a Relief camp that had housed more than 1000 peopleduring my previous visit. By 15

thFebruary 2009 this Relief camp was dismantled and people

were sent back to their villages.

THEN

NOW

The Government dismantled this camp and other camps to back their claim that normalcy hadreturned and that the Christians have returned to their villages and are living normal lives.

Is there truth in this claim ?

This time also I could not get down to take any pictures on this highway (Pics Then and Now compare dates)

Then Now Now (mini camps)I saw broken shops, abandoned homes, churches and a Mini camp (Tents with blue plastic sheets)

adjacent to a destroyed homes as I traveled on the Highway from G Udaigiri to Raikia viaMondakia. Nothing much had changed.


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Day 2 (28/3/09)

I began my tour of the interior areas on bikes starting with the Pisarama village .

The homes still lay in ruins

The people who were sent back from the main Camps at Raikia, G Udaigiri have now set upMini Camps in the village where they own homes. The Government wants them to move back

into their homes The Locals and the powerful Kui Samaj (an organization which promotes the

interests of Hindu tribals) have warned them of dire consequences if they try to repair, rebuild orenter their homes without reconverting to Hinduism.

The Mini Camp at Pisarama:

A 20 X 20 Feet tent for 6/8 families 6- 8 partitions made with sarees200 people live here in suchtents

They have put up with this for 7 months, better conditions could come but with the cost of givingup their faith. Reconverting to Hinduism is not even a thought or option for these people

because to them Jesus is very precious and no sacrifice is too big for them. I went around thecamp and tried to understand how they lived. Each moment was painful for me to see people

suffer so much for Christ. In the midst of all this they have not forgotten to be hospitable.


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Tea being preparedfor us. What aprivilege it was !

Tea served with loveby the mother-in-lawof a martyr

Only meal of day beingcooked

Unripe jackfruit from their landbeing cooked for lunch

In spite of all these inconveniences life goes on in these tents

The Students

Students now pursue educationfrom tents.(left Chandramma, Aparijitha)

These two students represent

the hundreds who passed their

exams against all odds !

Chandramma will be entering the 10th

Standard from May/June 09and Aparijitha will be starting her B.A course from May/June 09 if

they get admission.With their parents having no means of livelihood they are not able

to pay the admission fees. Admission fees for school from 8th -10th

Standard is around Rs 300/- , for books around Rs.450/- and for

College it is Rs.1200/- For us this may seem a small amount butfor them it is an astronomical figure which many will not be able to

pay and some of them sadly will be forced to discontinue.They used to go to their School on a bicycles but it was destroyed

during the riots along with their books etc. Now they will have towalk 4-5 Kms on isolated roads to get there. Every young Christian

girl in Kandhamal lives in fear of being kidnapped, molested oreven killed.

Their Hindu friends have stopped talking or walking with thembecause there is fine of Rs. 500/- on any Hindu who talks to a

Christian, (imposed by Kui samaj)Aparijitha which means undeafeated prays that she would be able

to get admission this year and also a bicycle or a place to stay whichis close to her college to continue to study and live up to her name.

Chandramma says she gets scared in the nights since the camp hasno lights and the locals come to the boundary of the camp and make

noises and hurl abuses.

Yes ! it is very tough being a young Christian in Kandhamal

When we picture a village which is destroyed we can see broken homes and empty streets andwe may think what we can do for the people but just read what these people are doing for the

Kingdom of God. Each village was and is making great contributions for His Kingdom and theHindu fanatics could not stand this. Pisarama is one example of the many villages of Kandhamal


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The people from Pisarama

They may have destroyed the village but have the deterred these people from serving God?

A story of hope from Pisarama

When I returned from my first visit to Kandhamal there were two persons whom I wanted tomeet they were The owner ofGreen bat& Landlord of Musamaha

In the house of slain Pastor Akbar Digal (refer pg7

of previous letter) I came upon a green toy plastic

bat near the charred shoe of the Pastor. When returned home and played the tape, the green bacaught my attention. I wanted know if Pasto

Akbar had a child, I guessed that child must be lesthan 5 years because I too have a daughter aged 5

who has a yellow bat. I would often ask myselfWho is the owner of the green bat. Did Pasto

Abkar have a family? What happened to them andwhere were they?

When I reached Kandhamal I enquired about the Pastors family

and was told that the owner of the green bat was a five year old boy,their only son. He and his mother had moved to the North India to a

widows home. But when I reached this camp I was told Akbar

Digals family had come back for a few days. Words cannotdescribe when I first got to see the owner of the green bat. As I

held the boy in my arms I just could not help thinking of the choiceof Akbar Digal. Giving up his life and time with his son for a life

with Jesus. Did he think about his son when they tortured andkilled him ? As a father of a 5 yr old I knew how difficult that

choice was

The Elder of Pisarama

Brother Dutia,agriculturist, raised uphis children to be leadersin the Church. He isfather of Pastor Surjit

Digal

The Daughter of Pisarama

Sister Ludhia, the widow ofmartyred Pastor Akbar Digalof the Totamaha villagewants to fulfill thecommitment they made as

family to God

The Man from Pisarama

The worship leader atPisarama church nowleads worship forKandhamal migrants inBhubaneswar

The Pastors from Pisaram

The pastor couple Surje& Sucheta doing their MTin SAIACS Bangalotraining to make an impafor the Lord in the teachi

ministry


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His mother told me that they had to wait 11 years in prayer to have Obadiah,they had committed to bring him up to be a Pastor, sent him to an English

school. With steel in her voice she said that she would do everything to fulfillthat. I told her how the people all over have come to know about Pastor Akbar

Digal and how many of you had written to me not with words but with tears.I reminded her that like Obadiah the prophet her son Obadiah would feed

Gods persecuted children even from this tender age. I am sure he will do itwhen people hear his story respond and reach out the persecuted in

Kandhamal.

As I moved from Pisarama to Dodinga I could see the hand of God in my meeting with Obadiah.The fanatics may have got the satisfaction of breaking houses and families but what they have

broken are things which are temporal but not the bond with Christ which is eternal.

Dodinga VillageHouses are still in ruins. Please note how close the tents are to the homes.

They can see their homes, even cook beside the walls of the houses they once lived but not enterit. I cant understand how they feel about this because no one has stopped me from entering myhouse. This is the tragedy of Kandhamal

The Mini camp at Dodinga is just like the other mini camps that dot the villages in Kandhamal.Open kitchens, stacks of fire wood, no privacy, cat calls in the night and Hindu groups making

their presence felt by moving around brazenly issuing threats. You rebuild, we will break !


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Life in the Mini camp

The meal of the day is being cookedhere. The Government gave them a

months ration when they were sentaway from the main camp. The 25

odd families in this village will

receive a monthly ration for a periodof six months from a Thoothukudibased Christian Ministry. I heard

600 families are covered by thisproject. for 6 months. I hear about

other relief agencies also.

How many families out of 10000

plus families are being reached ?

Most of them seem to be wearing clean and good clothes which I think has come to them as part

of relief sent by many of you.

The People of DodingaThis village seems to have lots of little people.

Many little children like these became pawns in the hands of the attackers who threatened theparents to reconvert otherwise the little ones will be torn apart limb to limb. Some succumbed to

these threats and now they pray that God and their brothers would forgive them because they stillare Christians in their heart.


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Alfie Anand with his grandmother.He was born just three days before the riots and

spent five days in the forest hiding from attackers.He survived the rains and the ordeal and now sleeps

peacefully, oblivious to the situation that he has toface as he grows up in this hostile place which hates

Christians. His parents stand silently in thebackground, this scene reminds me of the manger

scene and I am thankful that we have a God who whohas gone through all this and suffered before He

called us to follow Him.

This is 10 yr old Lisa from a villagewhere 7 Christians were killed, I met her

the previous day. She lives in a Homefor children, her parents live in a Mini

camp. She recollects how her fathercarried her brother and how he cried

profusely while they roamed in theforest during the riots. She wants to go

back and live with her parents, she saysher dad has gone looking for a job and if

he gets one they may all live togetherout side Kandhamal

The Green building (Left) is a Church

which has been destroyed. We sittalking to Prasanth Nayak ( 2

ndfrom the

left) his father is a Pastor and is unable

to return to Kandhamal because he is onthe hit list. A broken church, a pastorfrom that village, men wondering how

to feed their families, young menkeeping vigil in the nights are some of

the things which you will find in mostvillages in Kandhamal

.From Dodinga I move to Musamaha

On the way I see plenty of Road

construction work going on. This is acommon sight all over Kandhamal. I am

told that Christians are denied jobs asdaily laborers by these contractors who

do not want to displease the Kui samajand other Hindu outfits. Discrimination

has entered every facet of life. This is asystematic plan to crush the Christians


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Musamaha village

The now familiar sight of broken homes, tents beside these homes continue

This mini camp has

around 50-60 people

who are literally livingin the shadow of theirdestroyed homes. In

fact the tents are pitchedwith one of the walls of

the home as itsboundary. In this place

I met a person who wasconstantly in my

thoughts after my firstvisit

.

The Landlord of MusamahaLast time I wrote about a rich landlord who was robbed of everything and cashamounting to Rs.100,000 and was sent out of his home. I often wondered how

this landlord was doing. It was a great joy for me to see him this time and it

was a greater joy to interact with this cheerful person known as SukanthaNayak. He has 2 sons and a daughter and has moved out of this place and

comes here secretly. He is on the hit list since he is symbol of Christian

success. Here he stands in front of a paddy barn/storage which was looted.When I asked him how he felt about the attackers he said that he has no ill

feeling towards them and has forgiven them. He would love to live in peace

with them.

My friend offered words of consolation by saying God will restore all thathe has lost, Sukanth replied with such assurance, Yes, I know like Job,

God will restore to me two fold all that I have lost. I told him that the world

has read about his loss and this time I would make sure they hear about his

witnessAmidst the ruins it is just so blessed to meet people like him who follow

Jesus in every way and there are so many of them here. Being here I feel so

blessed to rub shoulders with so many who walk the talk. I felt like shoutingPraise the Lord and leaping in the air but I restrained my self.


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The Mason of Musamaha

The man in center of the picture is Parthobahebaro. He is a skilledmason who has been badly affected by the riots. He is not given

any jobs because he is a Christian. Partho represents a number ofmasons, carpenters, drivers, plumbers and skilled labourers of

Kandhamal who are desperately trying to get work. Every day they

come to Raikia walking or cycling 7-10 kms in search of work andmost days return disappointedThat morning as we were setting out I ran into a person who had

come to Raikia looking for some odd jobs but was turned back. Thelook of disappointment and despair on that face is hard to describe

and even harder to forgetThese people are willing to go out of Kandhamal for work so that

they can support their families to live with dignity. They are notseeking charity but a chance to work and earn. Even worse is the

plight of unskilled workers and farm laborers. How much thesepeople suffer for following Christ.

If there is anyone reading this letter able to help them with jobs please write back to me. It is very

painful to know about all these needs and being unable to help them except write about them

The Young people of Musamaha

We met Sulemia who hascompleted her 10

thStandard

walking a kilometer away to washclothes with her mother. She ishoping that she will be able to goto College. Who will pay my feesis the big question confronting her

Young Atharanjan Nayak ishoping against hope to enter theDegree course. I have not seen amore somber face in Kandhamal.How could he smile? His parentshave no means of earning ! howcan they pay his fees, so hesuffers silently

. What will happen to youngpeople like him. I fear forthem, will they getfrustrated? Will they take tothe path of violence? Willthey find a hand of fellowshipthat restores that pricelesssmile on their faces?

They hear offers of free seats to study outside Kandhamal or Orissa, most of them cant just leave

this place, their parents and come out.

Like every village, Musamaha has a destroyed church. I wanted to

go to Bakingia, Bramba, Adaskupa area but was asked not to go tothat side because of tension in Bakingia. A day before, a Hindu

house was set on fire by some fanatics because the Hindu hadgiven food to his Christian friend from the nearby camp. If such

acts of kindness by moderates are dealt with such harshness, justimagine how long and hard is the road to normalcy


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On the way back to Raikia I could see

Hindu houses still having the Saffron Flagon top of their houses to avoid being

attacked mistakenly, I come across aHindu centre/temple which looks like a

Christian church. I am not sure if that

building has been taken over. I could notget a better shot because a Christiantaking pictures would sure invite big

trouble

We passed another Christian village called Mlupanga. From my previous visit I could see somechanges. The debris from broken houses were cleared and even a Christian had moved in with a

white plastic sheet on top(pic 3) Inspite of these positive developments I was warned that wecould not stop here since it was still tense and a fragile peace was in place

Video grab: 31.1.2009 Video grab: 28.3.2009 A house reoccupied

In the afternoon we moved towards Digi, Mondasar. This is what I saw

A church untouched by

riots, protected by HindusWe come across another Church whichhas been vandalized the second time.

A few kilometer away from Valiapadwe see this deserted village


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Valiapada village

THEN (deserted) NOW (32 families have returnedThe people at Valiapada tells us that the Govt had promised 3 months ration and has gone backon the promise. They are desperate to do some work to survive. They tell us that the VHP is

urging moderate Hindus to throw them out of this place. An uneasy calm prevails and yet theman in orange shirt boldly displays his rosary beads around his neck undeterred by the dangers

We reach the Mondasar Relief Camp which is one of two full fledged camps functioning now.There are more than 300 familes who welcome us with tea and pour their hearts out to us,

This Ex-CRPF Christian explains how they hid in the

jungles and how they survived the early days. Theother person in the blue T-Shirt explains why things are

not normal even now, he tells us about meetings in thenearby Temple and how the Hindu leaders are

instigating the local Hindus by saying You kill them

or be killed If you dont know how to do that, we

will teach you, only if the Christians are killed will

the soul of the Swami will rest in peace.

A woman in that crowd says that such meetings are going on in

many other places. One of them narrates that some familiesfrom the camp have gone back to their villages and but he

returned back because his family was not allowed to use thevillage well, or the village road or shops.

Within the crowd there seems to some disagreement about the reasonfor not returning to their villages. For some it is lack of money for

rebuilding broken homes. For others it is hostility of Hindus. Theyargue with each other and things hot up between them. When I tell

them that I understand how villages separated by even 500mts have

different issues they smile and agree. Even as they narrate thesehorror stories they still find something to smile and laugh. I realizethat these simple people, with simple faith are facing some far from

simple problems and the magnitude of their problem seems sooverwhelming

As I walk away from the Camp to the Mondasru Tourist spot behind the camp


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I see the locked and chaineddoor of the broken church,

hardly 100 meters from thatdoor I find a house being

repaired for a Christian familyto move in. From not more

than 100 meters from both

these points I met people from300 families in the Camp whoare unable to go back home.

Someone tells me that a Churchfrom Chennai is rebuilding a

whole village with 52 families.It confuses me

Kandhamal is a paradox, each village, each block is different and normalcy by and large is

an exception and not a rule. Kandhamal is still far from being a normal place as you can

see.

That evening we left Kandhamal and moved to Berhampur I wanted to know how the migrantsfrom Kandhamal were living.

We reached Berhampur well past midnight because our carbroke down on the way. I reached a Care home where some

families were being provided shelter. When they heard thatI was coming to visit them they were waiting outside their

home, it so amazing that even a visit to show that we care isso gratefully and eagerly awaited. I felt very bad that we

had kept them waiting. The people in the home remindedme of hundreds of others who are still on the streets and the

slums of Berhampur. I also heard that some students wereprovided a place to stay and study. Since we did not have

time we could not meet anyone else

After we spent some time praying with them, we had our late dinner well past 1 am and boarded

a train to Bhubaneswar the capital of Orissa, a place which once had more than 30000 migrantsduring the riots. We reached Bhubaneswar at 8 am.

As I got down from the train a bread and omelet vendor carrying his stuff bythe tens made me think about the meeting point of the resources and the

need. In Kandhamal I felt that this meeting point was too hazy and the needsof the people were unmet or even unidentified and there was no real

coordination between the relief agencies I hear about a ministry meeting theration needs of 600 families every month for next 6 months, I hear another

claiming that they have reached rations to all villages. While I write this Ihear (I have had this checked out) that 29 families near Chakapada,

Roopagaun are facing starvation because no relief has reached them eitherfrom the Government or others. Has this village slipped thru the crack ? I

find someone satisfied providing 50 students place to stay and study or offerfree seats outside Orissa but I find more than 300 students facing uncertain

future because of admissions to the next year and I dont find anyoneaddressing that problem.


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My visits have enabled me to establish contacts with people both in the main and the interiors

areas who will pass on reliable information about the needs and I am ready to share thisinformation with anyone/organisation who wants to directly meet the needs there after verifying

it. Relief agencies or their supporters can share with me the nature of relief work they do, so thatI can contact you whenever I become aware of a need. I will only be a conduit of information

and not any funds. My calling is to make the world aware of Kandhamal and getting people to

pray and respond to its needs and not collect funds or disburse it for I know God has calledothers to do that.

Bhubaneswar (Day 3: 29/03/09)

Let me share about my visit to Bhubaneswar. My first stop was the CRP Basti (Slum) where

many families from Kandhamal are livingThe dirty, congested and hot atmosphere (pics below) made me

wonder how people used to clean and fresh air, large open spaces,solitude and pleasant climate were living near this busy highway. A

now familiar question returned to me. What is the price they pay toremain a Christian? How much hardship are these people willing to

take for Christ? They can go back renounce their faith and get allthe fresh air, open space and solitude but they choose to live here. Kandhamal

A typical Basti (slum) in Bhubaneswar where the Kandhamal migrants live (CRP basti)

In Kandhamal whether in a Relief camp or church or a home or in a tent you will find worship,

sacrifice, witness and endurance . Here in this Basti(slum) in Bhubaneswar I found it again.In a small room under the hot tin roof the

migrants from Kandhamal living in thisbasti, singing and praising God and listening

eagerly to Gods word on a very hot Sundayafternoon.

The worship is lead by Pastors who cannotgo back to Kandhamal because they will be

killed. In order to support themselves the

Pastors work as Security guards, Sales

men and even doing odd jobs to continuetheir ministry. Their stories and sacrifices

are too painful to be heard and related. I

salute these servants of God.


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While I was coming out, I ran into this old

woman, whose only son was killed duringthe riots. I just could not find any words to

share nor did I have the courage to ask her ifI could photograph her. I just saluted her

(namaste) and as she turned away I wanted

to take a picture of her walking away but bythe time I was able to click she had turnedaround and was standing with folded hands.

That moment I realized that God wanted eachof you to see that face of the mother whose

son had sacrificed his life for Jesus...Worship, Witness, Endurance, Sacrifice there

you have it all. Even in this dirty slum

In the afternoon we went to a Worship center where more than 300 migrants from Kandhamal

gathered

I was touched by R. Nayaks initiative to bring the peopletogether for worship and fellowship every sunday and help the

migrant pastors to carry out their ministry in this new setting.He told me that he was in touch with about 12 Bastis but there

were many more Bastis and many more people from Kandhamalwhose needs were not addressed by anyone and asked me to

pray for them. For sometime in the morning and that evening wemet friends from the EU-EGF and we shared our common

concerns regarding the Kandhamal issue and discussed how wecan work together to help our brothers and sisters of Kandhamal

When I started out on this trip there were some questions like

Who is the owner of the green bat? How is the landlord of Musamaha doing?How were migrants from Kandhamal doing in Bhubaneswar and other cities?

Who can give me reliable information about the needs of the people?Through whom can I reach out to them?

I found answers for most of them but there is one question which is frequently asked outsideKandhamal which I would like to answer


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Why did God allow this to happen to people of Kandhamal, especially the Pastors?I found the answer to this question in Gods

word, in Kandhamal and in my home town.Being a Christian does not insulate us from

suffering but rather exposes us to it because thefollower will be treated no differently from the

Master. The Lord tells Ananias how He would

show Paul personally how much he has to sufferbecause of His name(Acts 9;16) and Paul didsuffer much.( 2 Cor 12). Never do we ask the

question Why did this mighty servant of Godsuffer so much?, because we know Paul

understood and accepted suffering.I have not come across anyone in Kandhamal

who asked me Why did God allow this tohappen to us? and I believe like Paul they have

understood and accepted the suffering part ofChristian life. If that was not the case, we

would have seen a mass exodus to Hinduismbecause it is humanly impossible to stand

firm for so long with so little support from the

outside world.

Secondly I believe that Kandhamal is a judgement on the Church.(1.Peter 4:17)

Starting with Kandhamal to the ends of the earth, it is a judgment. Kandhamal exposes theapathy, the loveless ness, and insensitivity. It exposes our inability to look beyond the boundaries

and programs of our local church. It exposes our attitude of turning a blind eye to issues likeKandhamal and raising it up only when it suits us. It exposes our impatience to do something

driven by our emotions rather than doing the right thing guided by the Spirit. Today their

ability to stand without compromising for 7 months is a judgment on us each of us who cantstand up for Christ or His principles even for 7 minutes in our daily life. I believe that we havebeen judged and found wanting particularly on the issue of the widows of martyrs of Kandhamal

Mrs Staines The widows of the martyrs of KandhamalYou know where she isShe received a national awardWe were outraged by the manner of her husbands deathHis killer is barred from contesting in this ElectionHer husband is an household nameThe media exploits her image even todayWe all stood up for her and raised our voices

Do you know where they are?What are they receiving ?Do you know how their husbands died?The suspected killer of their husbands is a BJP canDo you know the names of their husbandsWho is guilty of exploiting their image ?We have remained silent and thats the differenc


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Pastor Akbar Digals familyTotomaha village Kandhamal

On the 3rd

of April I was enjoying my morning walk in thepeaceful Richards park in Bangalore. Suddenly a little boy

crossed my path and fell just ahead of me, even as I movedto lift him up, a man who I assume was his father, picked

up the boy. In the hand of the father was a brown plastic

bat. A sharp stab of pain and grief went through my heartas I remembered the green bat that lay near the charredshoes in Totomaha. I realised how the boy with the green

bat will not have his father to pick him up when he falls andI looked heavenward and asked almost bitterly WHY? .

I wondered why these plastic bats caused me such grief.

I realised that it was my daughters yellow bat at home that drew my attention to the green bat atTotamaha. A blessing in my house drew my attention to the lack of it in that home.

Dear friends even as you read this report I hope the blessings in your life has drawn your

attention to the lack of it in a home in Kandhamal. I realize this a long report but I wanted toshare all that God had shown me with you because I know that there are many out there who

feel for them as much I do. I believe that the details that you have will enable you to pray forthe people of Kandhamal in a more specific way. I am sure that God is going to use you as His

agent of healing in the coming days. If you have any suggestions or queries or comments pleasefeel free to write to me at [email protected] [email protected]. I have a

video CD of my previous visit ready which I will be sending to those who have requested me.Please forward this mail to anyone who may be interested know about the children of God in

Kandhamal.

May God bless you and I thank you for reading my long report so patiently.

Yours in His service

Malcolm Athishtam

(I am an Engineer working as Regional Manager for a Private Instrumentation Company in

Bangalore. My second visit was sponsored by a reader of my previous letter who insisted that Iaccompany him when he visited Kandhamal. Mr Benoni Doss is a Vice President in a

multinational company in Bangalore. We went to Kandhamal purely as concerned individualswho share the same conviction that if one member suffers all suffer together with it (1 Cor

12:26). We do not represent any particular church or organization but we represent the people ofthe world who love and pray for Gods children in Kandhamal . This is a truthful account of

what I have heard and seen, presented in honesty because only truth honors and it is His honour

that I seek.)Easter day 2009
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