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Day two in the slums and I am already: broken hearted, amazed, awed, open more to the Spirit, loving the people, mad at  the world for letting this go on, floored by the power of God, and being changed.

If you didn’t pick up on it a lot is going on inside of me right now. We felt called this month to go to the least of these and in modern day language that means the slums. We are in Phnom Penh, Cambodia and I know this is going to be one crazy ride on the Holy Spirit train  this month.

Day one we ride in our new form of transportation, a tuk tuk, to Rubbish Mountain (the name of the trash dump) and the adventure begins as soon as we hit the dirt road. Our contact told us that this part of the drive wasn’t even the worst of it. And he was right. We thought it was bad passing over the make shift bridge that goes over the black foamy river. Then you begin to smell the stench of something that in America we would be driving in the opposite direction of, not towards it. With my bandanna operating as my mask to keep a little of the pollution out of my lungs we venture on. We finally hit the extremely muddy road with a pot hole puddle every few feet. After sliding all around, holding on for dear life, and praying that the tuk tuk does not topple over into a puddle of sewage water we finally make it to the church in the slums. Cheers and screams of “hello” in the cutest Khmer accent welcome us by the dozen or so children outside of the church. They didn’t know we were going to be there but welcomed us as long lost friends. It was the perfect way to start off a month in the slums…Not to be stuck in the reality of the poverty and hopelessness but overwhelmed by the love of Jesus.
 

We are blessed this month to work with Pastor Sarith, a local Cambodian who was called to ministry in the slums. He told us how he was shocked when he first went to the slums and amazed that people could live this way. His heart broke  for the people. He also never really liked kids but then his mom started to run an orphanage and his heart changed for them. God is constantly speaking and changing this man’s heart, it is obvious after being around him for two days. His heart beats for the Lord  and overflows on the community.

The first day we went out to meet some of the community and to introduce ourselves. As we went out we began to pray for everyone we were meeting that was physically or emotionally ill. The Spirit fell. We had full faith that God was going to perform miracles. I do not know if any happened the 1st day but you could feel the renewal and encouragement that everyone felt. They were loved by Christ and we were just the hands that were able to pour Christ’s love on them. There have been countless times where I have felt the Spirit’s presence in prayer, but this was new, this was true and without a doubt from the Lord.

Side note:  The night before our ministry started at the slums our team had an awesome night of prayer together. I had to confess for my lack of faith. I did not truly believe that there was power in my prayer. I did not believe my prayers had authority in them. As soon as I confessed I felt the Spirit burning inside of me and just giving me countless truth after truth to confess and cry out to the Lord on behalf of. It was unlike anything I have ever known. There is power and authority in my prayers  and God is teaching me to believe that. God was beginning to break our hearts for Cambodia.

Day two we learn about hell. No actually health, but every time the Pastor says health it sounds like hell. It was a confusing conversation until I realized what he was really saying. That Pastor Sarith is precious. But there was a teaching from a health professional that spoke to a couple of the growing leaders in the community. The goal is that once they learn about the different health topics they then go out into the community and share with others. So after our lesson that is what we did, we went back out into the community. They had a lesson about colds and fevers and then my teammate Sara spoke straight from the Spirit. She shared a message about how God did not come for the healthy but the sick. AMEN! She shared about how God wants to heal our hearts and restore us. Immediately, prayer was requested and we went straight to the Almighty. The Spirit fell again, again, and again. Prayer after prayer we were immersed by the truth God was speaking. One lady asked for prayer who had not been able to sleep and had a fever and would have the sweats and then the chills. With boldness and authority we cried out to the Lord. Natalie asked for her Spirit to break and pour out of her body through sweat…it happened. She was covered in sweat from the Lord. His fire burned inside of her. By the end she was completely cooled and restored. A healing happened today in the slums. Let me say that again… A HEALING HAPPENED TODAY IN THE SLUMS!  God is good. She was so grateful and full of praise. Thank you Lord.

The Lord is mighty to save. He is faithful. He is the restorer. He is our lover. He is worthy of all praise.
Get ready because I have a feeling there are going to be a lot more blogs about the healings occurring at Rubbish Mountain. When people have nothing to offer, they have all to gain. God wants to bless his children right now. I say bring it!
 
With all power and authority I pray for healing. I pray for physical, emotional, and spiritual healing. This place is hungry for YOU. Light a fire in the hearts of these people that will shine when there is nothing but darkness surrounding them. I pray for your provision. You supply our daily bread Lord, but I ask for a double portion of your blessings for the people of Rubbish Mountain. Fill them Lord.