May 1, 2008 finally arrived and I was in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. On Day 6 of 24, I wrote home:
"...Cambodia is okay. I'm not sure Asia is 'my cup of tea.' Things are very different -- very different from the States, and very different from South/Central America. I am definitely out of my comfort zone, but that is a good thing. I prayed to be stretched and to be uncomfortable..."
When I was in elementary school I read a devotional book called "God, Please Don't Send Me to Africa," written by a missionary to Kenya. The reality is this: If God had called me to Africa, I would have gone; my "Africa" was the Orient. I cannot explain why, except that I had heard stories about China that I didn't like.
God really works in mysterious ways.
I love Cambodia and I feel my heart drawn towards the ministry there, towards the youth who are shackled by the chains of Buddhism. I want to spend my days with the youth, students and children, their parents, and the elders. I want to open the Bible with them, to sing praises with them, and to learn and grow with them. I want to speak truth into their lives, to show them God’s love, and to introduce a new way of living, a faith very different from their traditional culture.