As I’m writing this blog, it’s currently the last remaining hour of Christmas in Cambodia. And, as I sit and wipe the sweat off my face and consider all of the things that happened today, my family is on the other side of the world, their Christmas morning only having just begun.
Today was beautiful. My team and I made sure to be intentional with our first (and possibly only) Christmas away from our families, having our own secret santa and proving just how well we all have gotten to know each other in the past few months, and making a breakfast fancier than anything I’ve ever eaten on Christmas morning. We took our time, relaxing and moving at a pace much slower than we have been since arriving in Cambodia. We got $5 massages and spent some time in fellowship with some of our university students, eating with them and watching as some of them heard the story of Christmas for the very first time.
It was, at least for me, a day that felt nothing at all like the Christmases I’m used to, but felt everything like the Christmas I was meant to have this year. In the past few weeks, the Lord has allowed me time to reflect on where I was this time last year, how much I’ve grown and seen and learned. On Christmas Day 2018, I was waiting on college acceptances and still referring to the World Race as my “dream.” This year, I’m living in Cambodia. To think about that statement, that the Race is no longer a dream but reality, is enough to lift my hands and voice and praise to King Jesus. The fact that I’m not with my family this Christmas is an answered prayer—a testament to the Lord’s faithfulness!
I sit now, with only thirty minutes left of Christmas, and am amazed by the loving Hand who orchestrated this life for me. I watch as all of His promises to me are kept, how His words stand true in the midst of my missing home. And all of this, everything happening in me and in the world by which I’m surrounded, is because of the humility of a Savior. The King who surrendered His crown for the sake of the Kingdom. The One who would later die so people like me could live. The Prince of Peace. The Sacrificial Lamb. The Son of God.
All hail King Jesus. Merry Christmas.
Also! A few of my teammates are still in need of some fundraising help! The Christmas season is an amazing time for giving, and I can promise your donation would not be wasted on my sisters and the rest of their time out on the field!
Check out Tati’s bracelet fundraiser! The bracelets are so cute and her mom makes them herself!
Tati’s Instagram: lifeoftatis
Brooklyn is doing an adopt-a-box! If all of the boxes get filled, she’ll be fully funded!
Brooklyn’s Instagram: brookdahm
Kayla is selling coffee with the rest of our squad! I need my girly on the field with me so go donate!
Kayla’s Instagram: kayladozier_
Thank you guys! Talk to you soon! Merry Christmas!!
