This month has been different from my first three months on the race. In India, we went to different house churches every night and preached. In Nepal, we loved on the children in the slums and discipled young women. In Thailand, we taught English to Burmese refugees and worshipped every evening.
Here in Cambodia, our ministry looks a little different. We don’t have a “set” ministry. We are working to find all the UnSung Heroes here in Siem Reap. We send out several emails and only get a few responses. In the mean time we complete projects around the Overflow House, such as cleaning bathrooms and sweeping floors and scrubbing the pool tiles.
We also go out into the city and get to meet and talk with tourists and Cambodians. We get to engage in conversation with them and learn about their story. There are so many wonderful people out there that are so willing to just sit and talk!
This month has been about listening to the Holy Spirit as He highlights the people that He wants me to meet and being obedient by starting up a conversation. Four months ago, I wouldn’t have walked up to a stranger and started talking to them about their spiritual life. So many people just want to talk and have someone listen!!
We got to talk to a young woman named Davy. She works at a coffee shop in order to support her 2 year old son while her husband is out of the country.
We sat down at a coffee shop next to an older man named Scott. He grew up Catholic but has since stepped away from his faith.
We met Tasha, Rachel and Sarah as we were walking down the street. We all got to talking about the brokenness of the world and how we need to just love people well.
Red and Yatzi, the owners of one of the many Fish Pedicures spas, got to hear the Gospel for the first time! Business is down as they have to compete with the other spas, who offer free puppies in addition to fish.
We met an old woman sitting on the floor of the market, begging for money. Bekah and I sat down next to her and handed her a fruit smoothie and a sheet of paper that said “Jesus loves you” in Khmer. She gratefully took the smoothie and the paper. As soon as she read the paper, her eyes lit up and her toothless smile was beaming. She grabbed my hands and said a whole lot of Khmer and ended it by saying the word “Hallelujah”. It was beautiful and brought tears to my eyes.
My teammates have met so many other amazing people and have been able to chat and share stories. Please pray with me for these people here in Cambodia, that they would encounter Jesus again!
“Jesus loves you” written in Khmer
