Just a quick little blog. Today we traveled to a village about an hour away from where we’re staying to do our Christmas program (which you’ll hear all about later) and to hang out with another Cambodian community. Well, when we arrived back home, Utry’s mom told us that Three had traveled from his village in search of us. She said that he asked people all around where the white people were staying, until he found our home and he brought us a big bag of bananas.
He’s 82 years old and his village was at least a 30 minute walk from where we live. What an incredible blessing. I am so sad that we weren’t here, but we’ll visit him again before we leave.
Lord, I just lift him up to you. You know him and you love him. I strongly believe you’re already doing a work inside of him and I ask that you continue to do so. Lord prepare his heart to hear about you again when we see him next and give us words and open doors and boldness to speak your love. Praise you Lord for your goodness.
