Thursday we were given the opportunity to pair with a church called New Life and minister to kids that live in the slums of Phnom Penh. I have talked many times before about entering slums, the emotions that they brought, the dirt, the trash and the joy of the people. But this surprised me even a little bit more in how different this part of town was from the rest.  As we walked passed salons, clothing boutiques, a mall that we frequently visit for air conditioning, and restaurants that had edible, clean food, we abruptly stopped at a little alleyway. Although these aren’t...

                I’ve seen movies. I’ve listened to stories. I have even seen pictures of some of the real slums of Phnom Penh and all over Cambodia. I haven’t become numb to the poverty, corruption and sadness that looms through this city, but I am not sure that I totally realized the intensity of this lifestyle until this past Saturday. Carl set us out on a mission: bring two of the older girls from the house, buy two barrels of fruit and head to the floating river village to deliver it to the...

Being here with these girls…Ive learned many things….perseverance, patience, hopefulness, but today I am comforted by peace. Peace that I can't describe in words because honestly it doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense to be overflowing with peace that comforts all my negative thoughts and complaints. But today I was hit in the face with the fact that I am learning….I still am changing. My greatest fear was that I would become stagnant and stop growing and learning what God wants. But it seems to be quiet the opposite. Through the sweat, mosquitoes, and...

Here is a slideshow of some of the amazing people that we've come in contact with over the past 4 months! These people have changed my life forever, I will never forget them. 🙂

It has been a while since I’ve blogged…so I am sorry for no recent updates, but I am going to try to convey my day here in Cambodia on a daily basis. We wake up, sweating, to the rooster crowing at least 10 times every two minutes. The breakfast bell is rung and I crawl down out of my bunk bed that is wrapped in mosquito nets. I shuffle outside down the wooden steps to a table with fresh fruit and eggs. After sweating all through breakfast, our team meets upstairs on the porch to have our daily worship and prayer sessions. And today, I must say I was in need of this...

Exhausted. That is what I am right now. I am just tired physically and emotionally. This month has been and is going to continue to be a struggle. I am missing my family and wanting to be there with them. I want to be there for my nana during her cancer treatments (please keep her in your prayers!), and my heart is at home with her. Our living situation is rough, my body is not used to this heat, I sleep in living quarters that are 2 feet wide because I have all of my things on my twin bed because I don’t want the rats to chew holes through my things, I wake up every morning feeling...