Southern Baptist journeymen experience Indian culture firsthand in Haridwar
Posted in 1, All-Features, feature on 02/28/2010 01:58 amEditor’s note: Soon after their arrival, Southern Baptist representatives new to South Asia often spend a day in an unfamiliar city as part of their cultural orientation. They go to learn culture, prayerwalk and share Bible stories about Jesus as the Lord leads them. Below are the stories of three Southern Baptist journeymen who spent a day in Haridwar, India. We hope their first-person accounts give you insight about how to pray for those who live in and make pilgrimages to Haridwar, the site of the current Hindu Kumbh Mela festival that began Jan. 14 and continues through April 28.
A dip in the Ganga and other randomness

New to Haridwar, journeyman Kacee Dallion is dropped off at what she mistakenly thought was the Hindu bathing place at the Ganges River. She now affectionately refers to this spot as "the holy brook."
The last few days have been packed full of activities. I have traveled all around Delhi visiting various religious sites and cultural destinations including Muslim, Hindu and Sikh places of worship. Each is unique and interesting. On Saturday, our group went to Haridwar. This entailed a four-hour train ride north of Delhi. Upon arriving, we split into several groups and explored the city as we completed several tasks. There were point values attached to each activity to make a sort of competition out of it, even though winning was not the priority. Our group learned many things while having a really fun time. This city is important to Hindus. It is the first major city the Ganga (the Ganges River) runs through. The river is thought to be holy and pure. Many of you have probably heard of how dirty and polluted it is in reality. However, in Haridwar it is pretty clean because of how far north it is. Therefore, I and two of the guys decided to swim in it and go completely under water. This ensured us the full point value we could earn. Our group ended up winning the competition by two points, so the swim in the Ganga was worth it. It has been a few days since then and none of us has gotten sick, so that’s a good thing. Anyway, it was a good day, and we were able to encounter and engage many locals. — Harry Laing*

A woman sits on her balcony relaxing in the afternoon sun in Haridwar, India. Residents of the city rent out their homes during the Kumbh Melas when millions of Hindu pilgrims come to take ritual baths in the Ganges River.
Haridwar and the holy river
Feeling as excited as an elementary school girl going on a field trip, I boarded the train. With my face glued to the window, I watched the scenery and observed the daily life of the villagers as we rode past. They served tea, snacks and breakfast with the hospitality that is a part of every facet of life here. Once I arrived at the destination, my group went on a scavenger hunt-type mission. Each group was handed a simple instruction sheet. Then we were left on our own to navigate in a new city where we did not speak the language. We immediately found an auto rickshaw and asked the driver to take us to the riverbank. With great confidence, he assured us that he knew just the place. Seven kilometers (4.35 miles) later, after driving down a narrow dirt road dodging cows and bikes and wheelbarrows in the road, he stopped at a statue, and we got out. We walked hesitantly to the riverbank. It looked like a canal with rocks, and children were fishing. We thought, “People travel from all over the world to see this?” For a brief moment, we thought we were not at the right place, but we dismissed it and began trying to interview people. Then we decided to walk the 7 kilometers back to the train station. We felt like movie stars as the three of us walked down this narrow path through the village. Curious onlookers stared unashamedly, and some of the bolder ones snapped pictures on their camera phones and giggled as we passed. We smiled and greeted them with the few words that we knew, but any other conversation was impossible. Along the way, we found a girl who spoke English at a beauty salon, so we were able to share stories with her while my friend had her eyebrows threaded (an Indian method for shaping eyebrows). When we met back with our friends at the end of the day, we began comparing pictures — then we realized that we had been in the wrong place the whole time! They laughed hysterically when we showed them our pictures of what we have affectionately termed the “holy brook.” We were slightly disappointed that we missed out on seeing the holy river, but I would not have traded our adventures for anything! It also is very motivating for me to learn the language so that I do not get dropped off in some remote village the next time I jump in an auto. — Kacee Dallion*
The spiritual city of Haridwar
On Jan. 20, we went to Haridwar, which is a spiritual city located on the Ganges River. We have learned a number of stories from the Word that we were to tell others at this city. I felt so burdened. I honestly didn’t even want to share with anyone — I was intimidated. Only after talking to the Father and walking in faith was He able to break these chains and burdens from my back. By the end of the trip, we were able to share the Truth with a national English tutor for about two hours! It was amazing! I cannot say that he was fertile soil, but we were obedient. I pray that Adjur’s eyes will be open to the falseness of his faith and that the truth of Jesus will break through the darkness that surrounded us. — Tristan Yeager*
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*Name changed.
