Dear everybody. Please know that I’m currently working on my blog about Thailand and my experience there, but before I post that blog I would like to share with you something that I’m going through today.
I’m currently throwing up my lunch, breakfast, and last nights dinner. There aren’t normal toilets here so I’m sitting on a dirty floor and have become best friends with this hole we call the latrine. As I sit here I was thinking to myself that I am so lucky to be here. I may be sick, but I’m sick in Cambodia where I’m teaching Jesus and English to children of all ages. Who else gets an opportunity like this?
I don’t know what it’s like to be in prison, but I do know what it’s like to stay in these 4 walls with only a toilet, funny smells, and bugs to keep me company, and as I sit here I just want to sing praises to my wonderful, almighty, amazing, gracious Father above because he gave me this life and this experience. I think I know how Paul was able to sing praises to the Lord while locked up(Acts16:22-25). When you’re at your lowest of lows and find joy, that’s when you’re able to truly praise Him. How great is my God! Blessed be his name!
Job 1:21 … “Naked I came from my mother’s womb,and naked I will depart.The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away;may the name of the Lord be praised.”
I may be down, but I’m not out. We still running even though we limping. This race isn’t over yet.
Acts 20:24
24 However, I consider my life worth nothing to me; my only aim is to finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me—the task of testifying to the good news of God’s grace.
Gods Grace. My God is so Powerful that even as I sit here in what really looks and smells like pee, I’m so joyful that it has brought me to tears.
Thank you Father. For the good and the bad because now I see you through it all.
The Joy of the Lord is my strength
