As we arrived in Cambodia, we had no idea what to expect (as usual) concerning ministry. Our debrief in Siem Reap was relaxing, fun-filled, and (for me) convicting. I realized that there were ways in which I could open up to my team more and more. Angkor Wat was a breathtaking experience, well worth the investment.
Then, we found out that our host church/couple were Filipino. I immediately felt at home, because I spent a summer in the Philippines three years ago. Then, we got to witness something beautiful. A young, newlywed Khmer couple had been part of our host church for a few years. They both had been teaching English and discipling other Khmer believers as well. My team initially only did “rail road” ministry with the wife, a Khmer girl, and our host Ate Jaja. My team would also go to the local university, get to know the students, invite them to learn English at the church, and share the Gospel with them. I remember that first week how two of the students asked me question after question about creation, God, Jesus, and the meaning of life. Those interactions are what bring me joy. We are created to not only reflect Christ, but to share His Word. He gives good gifts like these opportunities. We also visited the infamous S21 killing field just outside Phnom Penh. We also visited the Toul Sleng prison. Both were very difficult to experience, the emotional burden was great. I prayed that the people of Cambodia would come to know what true healing, forgiveness, and reconciliation can look like in Christ.
Week two, we all headed to a local village (about 1.5 hours away). We came to the village to build a church that our host church had been praying for many years about. God had been planting seeds and now was the special time for putting the building up. I was amazed to see how God had already been working there. We met a few believers and prayed with them, encouraging them to be bold in their witness.
Then, we started digging. Well, I dug as much as I could. Then, I helped to prepare dinner. Cleaning pork that still had its hair under a village pump. It was an experience to say the least. 🙂 We also did a VBS with the kids and played games with them. Our last night, the Filipinos, the Khmer, and the Americans got together for a sweet night of fellowship. We sang hymns and worship songs in Tagalog, Khmer, and English. We were three nations, but one family. The body of Christ in action is beautiful to witness. The Khmer couple I mentioned earlier were sent off to a far off province to be teachers for God. They had a farewell and goodbye Sunday service for them. Many tears were shed. To see the investment our hosts had put into their relationships with this young couple was very encouraging…and a challenge. Am I willing to sacrifice my time, talents, and treasures for a relationship like this? Yes, because it builds the Kingdom of God.
At the end of our time, our very hospitable and joyful hosts gave us a farewell celebration. I realized how grateful I was for this church who welcomed us with open arms. It is a church that truly lives out the commandments to love God, love others, and make disciples.
To God be the glory, great things He has done!
