There are several entrances into the maze that is Ja Rurat community. I saw a new entrance today, on the back side of the place. Just outside, there is a small clearing where folks gather and you have just a bit of elbow room. In the background, you can see people gathered around a hole in the concrete wall. That IS the entrance to this side.
The entrance up close. It is no more than four feet tall, and it opens into the maze of pathways between all the homes.
Irony. This building and its advertisement towers over Ja Rurat, promoting something no one there will ever be able to afford.
On the opposite side of the clearing and past the highway overpass is the back side of the third slum area we serve. Until today, I had NO idea they were that close.
We visited the home of one of our kids today and spoke with her parents. The door behind her is the entrance to her home, which is about ten feet square.
This open, green, brackish water is everywhere in the community. There is no sewer system.
The pathways between the home are poured concrete in some places and just boards placed down in others. That same green water is running under most of these boards.
After I spoke with the kids today about prayer, one of them led us in a prayer of Thanksgiving.
Nok is my translator when I speak and she is great.
Got milk? It's a real treat to these kids, who seldom get it.
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