I'm back in New Zealand. It truly is a blessing to be back at the YWAM base for some R&R before heading back home. When I arrive back in Flint I will have been on 22 flights, traveled through 8 countries, and learned a little bit of four different languages (Mauri, Arabic, Hebrew, and Khmer). This post isn't to reflect on my entire time overseas because I'm not sure I can truly reflect until I am back at home. This post is about what God did in Cambodia. God does crazy things everyday. Miracles in fact. I was so blessed by my time in Kampuchea. So here's the quick overview:
Lots of card games. (which i lost at)
At first, I wasn't quite sure what I was doing there. As I look back now, I can see that God definitely anointed the path for me to go there and He had a clear purpose for my time there.
It was a time for me to pray.
For Daughters of Cambodia. For the lovely girls I lived with. For the people of Cambodia. For the women, children, and lady boys involved in the sex trade. And even for the path God is leading me down next.
It was a time for me to encourage and serve.
Painting walls. Creating a compilation of organizations in Cambodia. Writing cards. Passing out Bible verses. Baking cookies. Helping select quotes for a book. Cleaning bathrooms. And other random activities.
It was a time to thank God.
For bringing me back to Asia-to the continent and people I love. For peace and confirmation about heading to grad school in the fall. For giving me a season of rest before starting grad school. For all that He has graciously and miraculously provided in the past seven months. For loving me beyond my understanding. For being the God of justice even when I don't understand everything that takes place in this world.
It was a time of that I was incredibly blessed by. And my prayer is that God blessed others through me as well.
Peace and love.
See you in 3 days America :)
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Last night I was listening to the song He's Alive by Laura Hackett. It is soo good. And I found myself laughing. Joyful belly laughing. By myself laughing. It was delightful! Because there is one part of the song that says this: "Death where is your sting? Grave where is your victory?" Which to many of you may not seem that funny, but to me it was so funny. Really. Death has been defeated. We don't have to be afraid to die. God has given us the opportunity to spend eternity with him. The grave has been overcome. Jesus rose from the dead! And all I could do was laugh.
It's so easy to see the darkness in the world. I have found that to be especially true in Cambodia. The sex trade is all around, brothels disguised as hair salons, coffee shops, karaoke bars, and massage parlors. Sex is a commodity. Human life isn't valued. Then there's the scars of the Khmer Rouge. I went to Teul Sleng, the genocide museum on Saturday. It is surreal to stand in the room where someone was tortured and killed, the blood stains still present on the ground. It is sickening to see the tiny cells that people, mothers, fathers, grandmothers, grandfathers, sons, daughters were held. It is disgusting to know that over 20,000 people were killed in that small compound and that only 7 people survived imprisonment.
Sometimes I forget that the battle has been won. Satan, death, the grave...they are going to lose. We know the end of the story. Jesus is coming back in VICTORY. Oh what a blessing! Oh what a joy! Oh man..I bet heaven is going to be full of laughter. And I'm so thankful for Easter Sunday to help me remember why I am able to spend eternity in heaven. Even though I don't deserve it. I'm so thankful that there is a promise of HOPE to share with the people of Cambodia.
Peace, love, and laughter!