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... with Mercy. Yes, I believe Yeshua died on the tree, his blood shed so that I, a sinner, may by His grace, be seen as the person I was created to be by my Maker, if I truly take up his Cross and follow. After church the majority of us walked to the Mala, which is similar to the town fair we have in the US but a lot bigger and much more crowded. I mainly sells household items and is more like a traveling market than anything else. The best part for me ...
... Everyone knows that. At this point, I was told that the hemoglobin of a 67yo Hepatocellular carcinoma patient came back: 6.5. He needs a unit of blood, I think. I blurred out without thinking. He got a unit on Saturday and they can't find another donor. What was his blood type? O+. There I was, donor ready made. My offer was gladly accepted. It has been quite a while since I gave blood and for me, there is no more direct way of helping someone in need of blood by ...
... to leave. I spent some time talking to my friend Alex but still had too much time and not enough to occupy myself. Granted if I can just sit down and type my journal that'd be great but since Dr. Tsenten la took the conference room where my stuff is, I couldn't even do that. The afternoon was somewhat better for there was an antenatal clinic. For a dirt cheap sum of 10 rupee each, women get their routine pregnancy check up. They do pretty much everything except for checking for ...
Jacob was on a mission to try all of the hole-in-the-wall authentic Tibetan momo houses in Mcleod and we had great fun eating with the locals and tourists alike. After an evening tea they would catch a traditional Tibetan or India music concert before Jacob returned to his Tibetan host family for the night. They took excursions to the local water fall and explored the Main Temple which houses the residence of His Holiness the Dalai Lama and on whose ...
... rituals of others who have made the journey here. One man reaches down into a sacred pool and offers me a handful of water to drink. I politely decline, and he gulps it down and puts the remainder on his head. There is a beautiful place called Norbulingka where Tibetan Arts and Handicrafts are being preserved. It also contains a monastery called Khampagar. We visit to see artisans at work, tour the monastery, and have a cup of real espresso coffee in the gardens (we've had ...