Sitting in the airport waiting to board my flight home. The time is Cambodia was life changing. New friendships were made, lives were changed and there is no turning back. Thanks for your prayers. Here are a few pics from some of the team to show you a bit more of what it was like.
Today on the way to lunch I passed a little girl and a crying baby laying in an excavation site on the side of the road. The girl was curled up and asleep and the baby was crying in a hammock. I asked my driver to turn around so that I could take a picture. I struggled with the fact that I wanted to take a picture of this heart breaking site, but I felt like I needed to.
As I passed these kids my heart started to break, as it always does in the city of Phnom Penh. We come here to learn about injustice, hear from people who are serving the poor and be challenged in our response. But what could I do in this situation? Then I felt this from the Lord.
“I lay down with the poor as they sleep in the dirt and the hard places. I hold their hand and intercede for them.” God is with the poor, this I know.
His prayer is most likely that people (locals) would rise up and love the poor, giving them opportunity and hope. This is my prayer for us as a team. That we would hear Gods voice, be broken for the hurting of the world and go home and serve our local communities, or alter the course of our lives and serve among the poorest of the poor in the world.
Sitting in the Inchon Airport waiting to board my final flight to Phnom Penh. Excited about what lays ahead as we lead this team of 28 people over the next 10 day’s. My prayer and hope is that we would develop relationship with the amazing Cambodian people and it wouldn’t be a trip where we come and help them, Jesus let it be us growing in relationship with each other and meeting each others needs out of that.
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I have been in the Kingdom of Cambodia for 5 days now and am once again astonished by the beauty of this country. The people, the landscape and the culture. This is the dry season, and its coming into the hot season, way hot. So amongst the beauty there is this layer of death that continues to settle on everything. Dust, rice fields that are drying up and broken people. On the outside all these things seem fine, but when you look closer you see that they need some lovin.
Yesterday I met with my good friends who work with a children at risk NGO in Phnom Penh. They told me about a young girl who lives in the community they work in. Turns out she was taken from her mom and dad by her auntie. Thinking she was being trafficked they went with the mom to the Province to find her.