Standing on the train platform at Berhampore, I was pondering the last few days in Murshidabad. As in previous trips, I’d come from Kolkata with many questions and was returning with few answers. Where does one begin to make a difference in a massive district where poverty has led so many communities, over many generations, to do the unthinkable: sell their daughters into the sex trade?Tuesday, 02 October 2012 17:23
Priya grew up with a loving father but lost her mother due to social injustice. She attended a Catholic school although it was not the faith of her family. Later she worked with an NGO in a needy red light area in our city. When the NGO left, she stayed.
Tuesday, 02 October 2012 17:22
Sharing about the women I work with is pretty special. I love to talk about my friends who have found freedom, not only from the trade but friends who are beginning to take the journey to spiritual freedom also. Let me share the story of Meera (name changed).
In the past I’ve been a little suspicious about short-term mission. I wondered if it failed to connect to all the levels Jesus had in mind when he commanded us to go in his name. 
Last month I attempted an answer to the question, “How do we measure the results of the work done by the New Zealand Baptist Missionary Society?” This got me thinking about what other questions our readers might have. I’d invite you to send through any questions you might have about NZBMS.