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I have had special visitors this last one week.
Dr Manoj and Manju were here all the way from Cochin.I was introduced to them long ago when I was in the second  year of my medical school.I had attended a conference in Gopal-pur-on-sea .They stood out as a young couple just married ,comitted to serving in Lamtaput as pioneering medical missionaries.Lamtaput then was a difficult place which ,as one of our managers put it ,even the Oriya people were afraid of venturing to, because of the fierce tribals there.Now a flourishing community serves there with a hospital as its focal point.
I was impressed by the quality of resource in the retreat and the testimonies and remember praying that I wanted to be among them because there seems to be so much one could learn from them.
God's meandering hands took me to Oddanchattram straight after my internship and I had the privellage to work and learn with these giants of faith .
The other couple was Andi and Bethsheba Eicher,my fellow sojourners whose visit was almost one year due.Sheba was also part of the EMFI conference from a different medical college but it was in Oddanchattram while we were doing our post-graduation that we became friends.They have ,as a couple accompanied me through my ups and downs eversince.
It was five days of praying,fellowshipping,journeying backwards as we shared our vulnerabilities,searching and comitting each other to Him who is always faithful.
Even as they travel onwards our prayers go with them as a fragrance ,carving out a destiny of friendships and bonds which are going to last them through eternity...
we will do what good our hands will find to do regardless of where God wants us to be,may He be glorified through each of our lives.

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