Author: Adventures

Good MORNING fantastic people! The day goes well as I start this blog. I’m in Kampong Chaing in Cambodia with my team. (Speaking of which, I should probably introduce them. The group consists of 8 people including myself. Our leader is Alleigh who has been on the world race and 3 other passport trips so we have all the experience points there. Then there is Tori, Kayten, Christina, Jenna, Kari, Summer, and of course, me. You will get to know them a little bit through this blog but you should also check out their’s! They are under the South-East Asia Thailand/Cambodia 2018 trip.)...

Sues’day from Chonlorng, Cambodia! Life is so sweet here! So simple, so relational… hard, but so sweet! I see the Lord in the 5:00 sunrises and the 6:00 sunsets. I see the Lord in my sister, Sri Chien, who loves Preshu (Jesus) “so big, big, big”. I see the Lord in the pre-dawn worship. I see the Lord in my dear friend, Chet, who trusts the Lord and declares His faithfulness with all of his being. I take bucket showers, use squatty potties (not the most conducive, by any means), and tangle myself in a mosquito net each night, BUT the Lord is so good and so big, big,...

Sues’day from Chonlorng, Cambodia! Life is so sweet here! So simple, so relational… hard, but so sweet! I see the Lord in the 5:00 sunrises and the 6:00 sunsets. I see the Lord in my sister, Sri Chien, who loves Preshu (Jesus) “so big, big, big”. I see the Lord in the pre-dawn worship. I see the Lord in my dear friend, Chet, who trusts the Lord and declares His faithfulness with all of his being. I take bucket showers, use squatty potties (not the most conducive, by any means), and tangle myself in a mosquito net each night, BUT the Lord is so good and so big, big,...

It’s my first day on the field at New Hope For Orphans in Kampung Cham, Cambodia.   As I am sitting on a tiled bench anchored in the dirt, chickens nibbling around my feet, and sweat already forming on my back at a ripe 6:30AM — as unknown sounds of foreign animals vie for my attention and smoky aromas fill my lungs, my mind can’t help but recognize how there is absolutely nothing comfortable about this scene. There is nothing comfortable about taking a bucket shower without opening my mouth. There is nothing comfortable about cocooning my sleeping pad in a...