Finding the right words to construct a blog entry, that
would be able to convey “Cambodia” to an outsider looking in, would be an
impossible task. There are no words to explain what happens to your heart the
moment you set foot down on the dusty soil of this country. You feel heartbreak
and sadness almost immediately, but before long you see joy, you witness
happiness of unexplainable origin, and you can actually feel the hope in the
air.
I could explain (or try) what exactly we did for our time in
Cambodia, but it seems so trivial. Michael and I simply followed God’s call to
travel to the other side of the world to love on His children. I say “simply”,
but we all know it was anything BUT simple. But you know, the hard part of
heeding the call fades away, and what I am left with is what He did in my
heart, something that will not ever fade away. God whispered to my heart to
follow Him, through the hard spots, through the cancer, through the trials,
through the doubts and the what-ifs, to follow him… and I am so thankful I did.
God demonstrated to me the true definition of hope, of joy, and of love. He
took me by the hand, led the way, and set me down in that dusty soil of
Cambodia to show me just how much He loves us all.
