I have fallen in love with this country. I don't know what it is about it. The people, the language, the city, the children... they are all beautiful! I'm especially loving the children and the language. I've been slowly learning the language from the interns at the house we're staying at. They are quite patient with me. They also say I have a good pronounciation. I find it reminds me of French. A lot of the sounds are very similar. I wish I knew more. I hope I don't completely forget everything when I leave Cambodia in two weeks!
We worked in an orphanage this week and it was amazing! The first two days were very rough. No one at the orphanage spoke English. Luckily there were a couple older girls who are learning it in school. We tried to teach them a few games but we still needed a game plan. We went on the third day with skits, songs, a craft and games. We prayed that God would provide a translator for us. We showed up and some of the older girls were there and one or two of them spoke enough English that we could do our skits and they had it translated in to Khmer. The children sat, listened, participated, and were amazing! Tomorrow we plan on having dance, two skits, and another craft. Hopefully it goes really well and an older girl is there to translate for us.
Before we came to Cambodia we read a lot about what happened with the Khmer Rouge. When we got here one of the very first things we did was go to the Killing Fields and S.21 prison. It was very depressing. Hard not to get a heart for the people. The crazy things they went through. so hard and inhumane. Instead of being really sad and looking in sympathy at everyone I found myself very proud of them. The distance that Cambodia has grown and the fact that this country has come out of fighting in the past ten years, Khmer Rouge were still doing things in the Country up to three years ago, is surprising. They have come so far and you can definitely see that God has been protecting this Country.
It's been great being in Cambodia. I feel like this is where I'm called. Not here necessarily but in another country. My heart isn't in Canada. I am so proud to be Canadian but I feel like God is really telling me He's going to send me over seas. I feel like a kid at Christmas, anxiously waiting to find out what's in store. I can't wait for when God tells me where I'm going. I'm scared and nervous. And it will be hard to leave my family but I believe that if I follow what God has in store for me that I'll be safe, happy, and I'll prosper. It won't be easy, but with God anything is possible and He knows what is best for me.
