This week we’ve been working in a
village in Kampong Speu province and we’ve been living at the
ministry house where we’re working. It’s really a nice set-up, and
despite no electricity it’s better conditions than we were in last
time. But that’s not what this is about.

My teammate Brittany had a birthday a
couple days ago and we had worship by candlelight that night. I’ve
been having a rough time lately and my prayers have been seeming dry.
I did my best to enter worship but I wasn’t all there. God has been
teaching me a lot this past year about generational sins and that
night God revealed to me another one that I need to break. Because I
realized it that night and spent a long time with God afterward,
surrendering and just talking about a lot of things, I think that I
was more prepared for our ministry the next morning:

We got up early for devotions as has
been our routine this week and then we went downstairs to the kindergarten class to lead songs, crafts, and games. One of the songs
we sang was “Jesus Loves Me”. I know it’s just a simple
children’s song about knowing that Jesus loves me because the Bible
says so, but God used that song to refresh and refill me. I was
filled with a sense of joy that I haven’t had in a while and I just
knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Jesus really does love me and
He’s taking care of me no matter what.
Sometimes it’s the little
things that God uses to remind us of His never-changing love.