Dubstruck at how fast 3 weeks can go by. Amazed at the differences in our group. Blessed at the sight of children at the feet of Christ. In love with the culture. Excited for the next adventure. Teary for what we leave behind.
"a time to weep, and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them in, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to be silent and a time to speak" Ecc 3:4-5, 7
What a journey we have been on here. We have watched some of the best laid plans fall apart. We have seen some scattered, thrown together projects come together beautifully. We have witnessed Gods work and love in a country in desperate need. We came as friends, leaving as a troop, tired from battle but bound together by the memories of what happens when you spend 3 weeks serving the poorest.
The words of As We Gather play over and over in my mind. The last part says it best, "Knowing well that as our hearts begin to worship, you'll be blessed because you came. Lord we've come to praise your name."
My heart is heavy and eyes full as we spend our last day here. Forever we will remember the sound of 80 khmer prayers, sounding off all at once on our behalf. Children and adults standing and kneeling tightly around us praying for our lives, our safety, our walks with Christ, thanking Him for sending us.
Wait a minute, isnt that what we came here to do for them?
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