My brother Premdas.

In 2012 I met Christopher Premdas at Light of Love Children’s Home in Tuni, and the encounter was a begrudging one at first until I shook his hand. He introduced himself in typical fashion; “Hello, I’m Christoper Premeds, welcome to NASA.” When I took his hand, I heard the Lord speak to me that I was sent to lift his hands and for the past 13 years I have tried to faithfully do just that.

Hundreds of thousands of dollars have flowed through Wells for Life® in support of the many activities of Nazareth Association for Social Awareness and it was through his encouragement and admonition that Schaun Colin and I worked towards starting New Life Children’s Home.

In addition to the children, huge work was done with women empowerment, social justice, Dalit rights, land acquisition and the hundreds upon hundreds of water projects which we implemented as a way of making a difference and displaying to the low caste and untouchables that they matter.

A legacy has been left and a grand entrance into Heaven has taken place a short time ago. My only regret is that these last few years were marked by pain and blindness due to his ever worsening diabetes.

Dr. Premdas was my friend and my brother, he was a hero to me and often left me in tears in his office as he shared about the realities of rural life for his people in India.

He is survived by his wife Joythi, his 2 sons Sujeet Nuthulapaty and Sony Wood Nuthulapaty and his daughter, Neelima Pallae Nutulapathy.

Keep them all in your prayers during this time of loss and may all those in the Tuni area see Jesus and the difference that he made as a result of Jesus in his life.

I love you Premdas.

Your brother, Wiser
Michael Viser

Tuesday, March 18 – Valsad

In Valsad and we leave around 7am for a quick bite of breakfast then an hour and half drive up to the tribal mountain region where 5 places are waiting for our arrival and project dedication. Yesterday we the Holi festival which is Hindu festival of color and sure enough most places you looked the people had splashed color on things and themselves. While we were driving to Valsad I saw some kids with small balloons which apparently were filled with a liquid mixture of color and of course they were throwing them at anything and everything they could much like tossing water balloons on a hot summer day. Thankfully we never were a target and just enjoyed the spectacle however when you hear the how and why of the festival, the true root meaning it loses its color and you realize how much bondage still exists spiritually in this part of the world.

Last night we dedicated our first project at a Tamil church. Small congregation of people with a small plot of land and like most places no direct access to water on their premises or even that nearby so they asked for water and we were able to provide it. Due to the nature of the need we felt it best to install a submersible pump motor and the church collected funds for the syntek tank and for the concrete stand that would support it. The church people also were able to collect enough funds to lay a cement floor throughout the courtyard and remove all the dirt area which when the monsoons would come would create a huge mess.

After sharing a bit with the people inside the church we moved outside to begin the dedication which was simple enough event, pull the cord so the cloth moves away from the dedication plaque then walk over to the electric panel box flip up the fuse switch to bring the power to the unit then hit the green button to turn on the pump.

The water then flows quite heavily through the 1 inch PVC pipe into the baptismal. Because the project was just completed a few days back they didn’t have a chance to plump everything but the general plan is to bring the water into the syntek tank which is resting on a platform about 10 feet off the ground and then have gravity feed water to the taps for the people and to provide water to the baptismal when necessary.

From this place we drove to a girl’s hostel and spent about 30 minutes with 20 College age girls encouraging them and hopefully inspiring them to greater things. We had a great time with them and only wished we had more as they were eager and excited to have some white visitors who took the time to be with them.

Today, more projects and more driving. Excited to see what awaits us and only wish I had slept last night.