Question. Why are there no
exterminators in Cambodia? Answer. Because they don’t need them.
Think of any pest that you would typically call an exterminator for.
Got it? Cambodians probably eat it. So far this week I’ve eaten
tarantula, snake, eel and I’m about 90% sure the meat on a stick I
ate for lunch last Wednesday was some part of a dog. But like they
would say at the YWAM base in Santo Domingo, “it’s not wrong, it’s
different”. Some of you might beg to differ, but I assure you that
its not the food its all in how you prepare it. So now that you’re
thoroughly grossed out we can go onto more spiritual matters.
I’m going to be honest with you right
now. Not that I’m not always honest with you, but I just feel the
need to speak candidly. I’m sitting here trying to think of what to
put in my weekly blog, to fill you in on my week and to reassure my
mom that I haven’t caught hepatitis C from bad dog-on-a-stick. But
really when I think back on my week, everything is overshadowed by
one event.
This event is meeting a woman named
Wine(I don’t know how to spell her name but it’s pronounced how I
just spelled it). Wine is the grandmother of the our ministry
contact who runs the Good Shepherd Orphanage. Have you ever met
someone that you don’t know anything about, but just by the look in
their eyes and their presence you know you should give them every bit
of respect that’s in you? I haven’t…until now. She’s an elderly
lady that is hard to understand when she talks to you, but you feel
like everything you need to know about her you can read in her eyes.
She was telling the team that she was
a Christian during the Khmer Rouge, and one day she asked God how she
could help. Shortly afterward she got an image of her going to the
minefields. She was petrified because, for obvious reasons, the
minefields are very dangerous places and also theres no water or
shelter there. But leave it to God to not give up on her, and after
the third time she got this vision she sent her mother to live with
her brother and went to the minefields. She ended up living in an
encampment with Khmer soldiers. But she said she never felt in
danger, all the soldiers loved her and provided for her. One morning
she got up and missed her mother terribly so she packed some of her
things and went to visit her. That night a rebel sect came in and
attacked the encampment she was in and killed everyone while she was
gone visiting her mother.
That is only one of many stories she
has that demonstrates God’s provision and love for His children. I’m
hoping to have more opportunities to talk with her this week,
especially since this is our last week of ministry. And for that
reason please be in prayer that we accomplish all that God has for
us. Also pray for our ministry next month in Thailand. In Thailand
all the guys in the squad will be together in a mountain village
north of Chang Mai for “manistry”. Also since we’ll be separated
next month we need to pray into where God is calling us for our ATL
month in May. Currently we’re feeling God leading us to Laos, but
just pray for clarity and for His guidance in this.
