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Srey Niht: The Orphan That Taught Me the Love of a Father

“The greatest legacy one can pass on to one’s children and grandchildren is not money or other material things accumulated in one’s life, but rather a legacy of character and faith.” – Billy Graham –   Before this trip, I thought nothing of my tenure in Cambodia. I thought that I would just go through the motions and see what happens, I expected nothing and thought little about the ministry-at-hand. Before coming here, I found myself avoiding children and even in small interactions I would ignore the child or go out of my way to dodge them. Needless...

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Srey Niht: The Orphan That Taught Me the Love of a Father

“The greatest legacy one can pass on to one’s children and grandchildren is not money or other material things accumulated in one’s life, but rather a legacy of character and faith.” – Billy Graham –   Before this trip, I thought nothing of my tenure in Cambodia. I thought that I would just go through the motions and see what happens, I expected nothing and thought little about the ministry-at-hand. Before coming here, I found myself avoiding children and even in small interactions I would ignore the child or go out of my way to dodge them. Needless...

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The Battle of Namatama

Disunity.It’s a funny thing.It sneaks into the shabbily painted concrete walls of Namatama house.It pretends it belongs and whispers to us in the African rain,Convinces us it belongs,Comes up in our dreams,Raises the hair on our necks,Causes a facade to make us think all is fine when everything is not.It’s a lie he tells us.Because it lessens our power.Together we have the strength of Heaven’s hosts,But alone… Unity.It’s a funny thing.It boldly walks into our presence and calls us to arms.Tells us to look it straight in the eyes and own up and except it,Make it...

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Shall We Let Them Die?

Shall we let them die without hope? Wasting away Wandering in the wilderness Finding no city of refuge in this barren land No satisfaction no security no safety. Shall we let them be afficted by their wrongs? Watch them try everything and anything except the one thing that will heap them Watch them pour into an emptiness they can not fill Throw in the needles, the drugs, the broken hearts, the broken bodies, the next rush Throw into their souls the things that kill And yet We stand silently with the fix The cure The only thing that turns shattered people into beautiful mosaics And we say...

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Shall We Let Them Die?

Shall we let them die without hope? Wasting away Wandering in the wilderness Finding no city of refuge in this barren land No satisfaction no security no safety. Shall we let them be afficted by their wrongs? Watch them try everything and anything except the one thing that will heap them Watch them pour into an emptiness they can not fill Throw in the needles, the drugs, the broken hearts, the broken bodies, the next rush Throw into their souls the things that kill And yet We stand silently with the fix The cure The only thing that turns shattered people into beautiful mosaics And we say...

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The Battle of Namatama

Disunity.It’s a funny thing.It sneaks into the shabbily painted concrete walls of Namatama house.It pretends it belongs and whispers to us in the African rain,Convinces us it belongs,Comes up in our dreams,Raises the hair on our necks,Causes a facade to make us think all is fine when everything is not.It’s a lie he tells us.Because it lessens our power.Together we have the strength of Heaven’s hosts,But alone… Unity.It’s a funny thing.It boldly walks into our presence and calls us to arms.Tells us to look it straight in the eyes and own up and except it,Make it...

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