We visited this village right outside of Siem Reap to join with local missionaries in helping with the Sunday morning children’s program. Howie taught the kids about creation and I got to play duck-duck goose with them as well as teach them London bridges. There was something tremendously powerful about hearing these young voices sing “deep down down” in Khmer.
The local village leader said that the government finally ok’d the building of a bathroom in the village. This will be the very first access to plumbing that the village will have so that they can adequately eliminate their waste. The leader kept pointing to the sky to say thanks to Yesu for answering their prayers in this way. Their next prayer item: a well for potable drinking water.
I recently visited the site “First world problems” and found it an amusing site to speak into some of my discomfort at re-entry. Guilt often dogs me here in the U.S. Why was I born here? Why am I different from these little ones? And what am I supposed to do about it? And it’s in the midst of these questions I pray that God would help me know how I’m supposed to, if at all, make an ounce of difference. Someone once told me that they’re getting too old for idealism, I think for me, I fear getting there one day and saying the same thing. These big problems have no immediate solutions except for putting that drop in the cavernous bucket. We can only hope that somehow God’ll make the difference that we cannot.
*Three-less-one is the name of a game that we were taught by the Khmer kids. It involved joining a group of three so that the fourth would be forced to run. It was a hot sweaty time.
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