God answers prayer.
I may have doubted the power of prayer in my own life in the past, but many things about the past weekend in Siem Reap have helped change that.
The night before we left, I was frustrated. I didn’t feel like I loved this country as much as I felt I should. Especially since I just moved here for 2 years. It wasn’t that I didn’t like Cambodia, but I wasn’t in love with it yet!
The next morning as soon as I was on the bus and we were out of the city, it hit me:
What an incredible country the Lord has brought me too!
The bus ride was 6 hours and my eyes were glued to the window the whole time. I couldn’t take my eyes off the beauty of Cambodia:
the people,
the land,
the animals,
the architecture,
the culture
I smiled every time I saw a child playing in a mud hole or chasing a friend around the yard. The sight of every person filled me with a sense of awe at how much God loves every single one of these people. They don’t know yet about that love. They live in broken relationships with their families. But there is hope.
Christ is already here moving, and He is on his way into every village and family.
A second affirmation and beautiful God moment today: on the way home from Siem Reap, I sat next to the cutest little Khmer boy (eventhough I pretty much say any child is the cutest child ever! But this one was really cute!). He was probably about 2 years old. Huge brown eyes. A smile that just made your heart melt. He sat on my lap and laughed at me. I bonded with his grandmother who was caring for him even though I couldn’t communicate with her verbally.
I am so excited to see how God may use my love of kids to help transform broken families in Cambodia.
Some prayer points:
-That our team would be blessed with quick acquisition of the language.
-That the Lord would raise up men that would be mobilized to reach out to and disciple the men of Cambodia so that families would be transformed from the inside out.
-That our team would remain united and that we would continue to be spirit led as we discern what our first year will look like.
So good! I can’t imagine how precious it must have been spending time with the little boy and his grandmother 🙂 Praying for these things!
Hi,
What a great way to start my day with your
beautiful message of the sights you are seeing
Leave it to you to find a cute boy!You are in my
prayers daily. Missed you at the cabin. Grams
Wow! Love the stories of God’s faithfulness in connecting you with a little guy and his heart for the Khmer people. Delicious photos, too!
Praying for you and the teams, Miss Kelsey,
Allie
Loved the pictures Kelsey along with your message. Just got a message from your brother who just got all moved in down at Wartburg. Hopefully God will keep an eye on him as well! Love ya lots.
My sentiments exactly. There’s a lot to love about Cambodia. Glad you’re here, Kelsey!
YOU, Kelsey, hardly need language as it’s in your heart, eyes, facial expression, and body, but I pray for the basis of the Kmur Rouge language to enter your being, and that of your teammates to vibrantly help in what you are called to do. Love you, Jean
It figures that children and beautiful scenery would hook you into your new surroundings. Have patience with the language piece…you will get there!! Love, Mom
Amen girl!
I can relate to this story. I often wonder why I am stuck in Kirksville, MO. But yesterday, for the first time, I actually opened my eyes and SAW its beauty. The air is crisp…the leaves are beginning to change/fall…the library bricks are weathered…Thank God! 🙂 BTW, as I type this I am wrapped in God’s love (aka the prayer shawl)
He actually was the cutest little boy ever 🙂 I am excited we get to fall more in love with this country together
i am glad you are falling in love with the country! This is God. He is working in us all to bring us that peace that passes understanding. I love how he used what you love, kids, to do that in your heart. And how he used what I love, my kids specifically, to remind me of why I came back to Cambodia. 🙂 love you. praying healing and health. it will come.