We recently wrapped up our time in Cambodia, and after 3 flights, 2 layovers, and 1 unexpected but quite amusing day in Turkey... I’m writing this from ALBANIA!!!
My time in Cambodia was life changing. It is a beautiful country full of beautiful people that completely captivated my heart!
Month 5 of The Race has been my favorite so far and I will never forget my time spent in Cambodia or what the Lord taught me there.
I grew closer to Him in intimacy. I began hearing the voice of the Lord stronger and more clearly than I ever have in my entire life and grew in boldness as I obediently learned to respond with “YES” to those things He was laying on my heart. I developed a love and a passion for reading my bible like I’ve never had before, and it truly hurts when I’m unable to have my quiet, one-on-one time with the Lord.
I met a group of children from a little Cambodian village called Tapouk who just want to be shown love and have someone who sees them and wants to spend time with them. I played soccer barefoot with them, broke a toe in the process, got the absolute dirtiest, and loved every single second of it. I washed and picked lice out of hair because the Lord asked me to and it brought me more joy than I can possibly express. I washed the feet of the women of the village and was brought to tears doing so because I felt the presence of God surround me in a way like I’ve never experienced before.
I gained a greater understanding of the Cambodian people after having the opportunity to visit “The Killing Fields” in Phnom Penh and it made my heart beat all the harder with love and compassion for them.
I danced with reckless abandon on the roof of our home singing out praises to my Heavenly Father under the stars. I laid on that same roof with tears streaming down my face because the magnitude of how good my God really is hit me the hardest it ever had. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” The words I cried out to God as I felt His love consume me like a blazing fire.
I experienced worship services in both English and Khmer (the Cambodian language) and felt the overwhelming presence of God as equally strong in both.
I was tempted the hardest I’ve been on the entire Race to act on old tendencies of my eating disorder. I took this as a compliment though because it simply means that the enemy is scared of me and how close I am growing to God. He should be scared because now things that used to bring me fear are making me laugh. I am a daughter of the King and this month helped me to grow in that realization.
I am the most thankful for my time in Cambodia! God, I pray that You see it fit to bring me back there one day because it will forever hold an incredibly special piece of my heart. You are abundantly good, and You created something extraordinarily magnificent when it came to the nation of Cambodia.
-Meagan
