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The Remarkable Manish
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Thursday, April 29, 2021 |
You probably never met Manish Sukhadev. He recently succumbed to the Coronavirus wave sweeping over India. But before he died, Manish lived. Really lived. He was an Awana missionary in central India, and that’s where I met him back in 2011. Born a Dalit—India’s lowest caste—he was a short guy with a big smile and an impish laugh. Manish was one of those guys who was “on” 24 hours a day. He was never not a missionary. Flipping through our India photos, one of my favorites is a shot of Manish parked on the cement floor with someone he had just met—and was trying to witness to. Because this guy sat on the floor, Manish sat on the floor. Anything to show kindness and the love of his Jesus. Manish was as tireless as he was fearless. He thought nothing of riding crowded trains for hours or days to “sketchy” locations to teach or preach or lead Awana meetings. And he was bold to ask for prayer. Here are a couple of reports he shared on Messenger:
Given a chance to sum up his life, I think he might use the exact words he shared in a report to his prayer partners:
Don’t you want to grow up to be like Manish? I do! |
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