The more I think about my life in Cambodia the more thankful I am. I feel so privileged to serve and love the beautiful people of Cambodia. I recently returned to Cambodia after spending time with my family in the States, and even though it was great being there I am happy to be home. I have had so much fun reconnecting with my kids (I have about 13 neighbor kids that I’ve claimed as my own). We have done lots of coloring, nail painting, hugging, and playing zombie. It doesn’t matter who is the zombie, but they think it’s hilarious when I tickle them and tell them they taste “ching-ang” (delicious.)
I had an especially sweet moment with one of my boys the other night. This boy has struggled with acting out in the past, but this particular night he came, sat on my lap and wanted to play zombie. As I tickled him he threw his head back and laughed hysterically. It was such a precious moment and a beautiful reward for the time spent redirecting his behavior, loving him no matter what, and speaking life over him. Moments like that remind me of why I moved to Cambodia. I came to see lives restored and to see people walk in all that God has for them. We are commissioned to bind up the broken hearted and set the captives free. That sweet moment with my boy was a physical manifestation of what God has been doing in his heart and mind during the 11 months I’ve lived here. The love of God really does transform people. His love brings hope where hopelessness and despair run rampant. I get the incredible privilege of being the hands and feet of Jesus, and I get to release His hope and His love to everyone around me.
Love looks like something and I love finding out what it looks like for each kid. When I was home people would ask me if its hard living here, and some days it really is, but other days I just sit back and marvel at what God has done. He brought me from the other side of the world to love these kids who need someone to care and be invested in their lives. I get to be the one to help them understand how much God loves them. Even though things are more comfortable in America I would not and could not be satisfied. This is what I’m called to do. I have the best job in the world.