Her name,
Pandita Pamabai, though unfamiliar to many today, is etched in glory. Her
father was a Brahmin priest who, at age forty-four, married a nine year old
girl.Wanting to educate her, her took her to a remote forest in southern
India, built a house and having removed all the distractions, taught her all he
knew. Here in 1858 Pandita was born.
Her father
determined that she too would have an education, and by the time she was
twelve, Pandita had memorized eighteen thousand Sanskrit verses and had become
fluent in various languages.
But the
little family encountered mounting debts, then hunger.
Pandita’s father “held me tightly in his arms, and stroking my head and cheeks told me that he loved me, how he had taught me to do right, and never to depart from the way of righteousness.”
Pandita’s father “held me tightly in his arms, and stroking my head and cheeks told me that he loved me, how he had taught me to do right, and never to depart from the way of righteousness.”
Then he died
of starvation, followed by her mother. Pandita set off across India, sleeping
in the open, suffering from the cold, eating berries. She began doubting her
father’s idols, and finally in Calcutta, she learned of Jesus Christ.
Educated
women were novelties in India, and Pandita lectured here and there, seeking to
raise the standard of life for women. Traveling to England and America, she
embraced Christ and was baptized. She studied mathematics and medicine in
western universities and she sought financial support for a home for
child-widows in India. In the late 1880’s, she returned to India and opened the
Mukti (Salvation) Mission.
It was
thronged by hundreds of desperate girls. She and her workers dug wells, planted
trees, tilled the land and preached the Gospel. Hundreds were converted.
Thousands were rescued from starvation. She established schools to educate her
girls. Then a church was built with these lines inscribed on the foundation.
“Praise the
Lord. Not by might, not by power, but by my Spirit, saith Jehovah of Hosts.
That Rock was Christ. September 20, 1899”
Her last
years were spent translating the Bible into the Marathi language. She had
almost completed the task when she fell ill. She prayed for 10 MORE DAYS in
which to complete the work. Ten days later on April 5, 1922, she died; having
just completed the last page.
**Note: While I have issues with anyone who would take a 9 year old girl as a wife, at that time it was culturally and theologically common in the eastern world. What should be accented is Pandita's father's desire that she excel, and be given all the advantages in life that he and society could afford her.
**Note: While I have issues with anyone who would take a 9 year old girl as a wife, at that time it was culturally and theologically common in the eastern world. What should be accented is Pandita's father's desire that she excel, and be given all the advantages in life that he and society could afford her.
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