This morning I woke up with somewhat of a disconnected spirit. I struggled through a worship time and then readied myself for one last breakfast at the Spice Garden. Interactions with the staff there was uplifting, but then I went for one last time to the House of Prayer and God really restored my spirit there - bringing peace in returning home at this time while also having a great vision for the peace that will come to Cambodia. As I looked out the windows toward the city the motos sped by as if in a movie - their buzzing silenced by the Praise music that filled the room. From this place you see in one glance lush homes and across the street austerity. A Cambodian flag fluttered in the wind at half mast mourning the death of a king, while at the same time I was praying to the risen King. These contrasts are some of what I will remember about Cambodia, but most of all I will remember the people here. I will remember especially the beautiful body of believers here who are still faithfully awaiting the restoration of peace and justice.
The balance of my last day in Cambodia (for this trip that is) was lived exactly how it was intended to be. I was blessed beyond expression to be with Ruth (the founder of Daughters - although if you asked her she would say that God is the founder; and she would be right). Then I saw Jenny for one last round of desserts and as is usual in times with Jenny a large serving of encouragement. Back at the guesthouse to check out with Dave, the She Rescue manager, and he carried my bags down four steep flights of stairs. There was a lot of prayer today and God has prepared my heart for leaving Cambodia (for now). As Arnold said, "I'll be back".
God blesses us all - and He is faithful in all that He promises!
No comments:
Post a Comment