After another harrowing bus ride (I have never driven through fog so thick), we arrived back in Delhi. It's reverse culture shock. We're staying at a hotel that's rather nice. But it's really nice to feel taken care of. We're staying in Delhi until we leave on Tuesday night. Most of this time is being spent debriefing and talking through the last 8 weeks - what we've learned, what we experienced, who we ministered to, and how God has changed our lives. Already this morning, I have been so encouraged to hear each one of us sharing about how God has worked in us. Our last few days in Dharamsala were pretty full - between shopping and packing, spending time with the friends we made, continuing to meet new people and sharing with them - in all honesty, it felt like I could stay a long time and invest deeply in the traveler community. Both Friday nights we spent in Dharamsala, we met together in one of the cafés to do Kiddush for Shabbat. At each one, there were friends we had invited, and other people there as well. We would like the candles for Shabbat, and say the blessings over the wine and the bread, and enjoy a meal. For the Israeli travelers in India, Shabbat is probably the only time in the week that they know what day of the week it is. Having a Shabbat meal is something they look forward to. And so do we. Each Shabbat, Isaac on our team would do a short teaching from the parasha, the weekly Torah portion. Within this framework, there would always be a short gospel message, or an introduction to Jesus. The first Friday, we were at Friendly Planet, and in addition to eating, and the parasha, we also, sang traditional Jewish songs to new tunes, and then just had a jam session. Our second Shabbat in Dharamsala was right before we got on the bus to Delhi. It was great to have that time together and be able to say goodbye to the friends we made, and shared our faith with. And then on to Delhi with us.