Simple Truth...

Life has been busy...interesting...full. There are lots of stories to tell (and trust me, I love a good story!), but here is the most recent.

 Last week, we had a women's conference at our church with approximately 200 ladies from Phnom Penh and a few surrounding provinces. Over the two days, the guest speakers from Australia covered topics such as value, God turning our suffering into a message of His love, and how God asks for obedience to follow His word even if we don't fully understand it all at the time.

 At the end of the last session, we opened up the floor for some of the women to come up and give testimonies of things that God had done in their lives and spoken to them during the conference. These are the kinds of stories that I love. I enjoy teaching, but one of my favorite things about working with people is to hear what their hearts are walking through and watching people see God bigger than they did before.

 One woman shared that her whole life, she never had anything. Possessions. Family. Food. Place to live. Nothing. She said there were times in her life she didn't even have clothes to wear and had to go naked. She shared that she had to sell herself for food at times. Her life was the picture of brokenness and hopelessness. But then she met God. And she said in the two days of the seminar, she heard God say that she was valuable and He loved her very much. As she told her story, she just kept repeating, through her tears: "I love God. I love God. I love God. He's says I am valuable and He loves me. And I love God."

 That was the last thing that was spoken at the conference. The speakers got up to pray with her and we dismissed everyone else. It was not a planned, well-thought through conclusion that ended the conference. But it was the way God planned it. The way God feels about her, this woman who had nothing, is the same redemptive, restorative heart that He has for each one of the women in that room. And each one of us too. It was such a simple statement of truth, and yet not a minimal meaning. I love that there are so many things about God like that. We shouldn't complicate His truth and love. No, it's not something that can easily be understood in one sitting and there will always be something new to learn about Him and the depth of His love and character. But the simple truth is that He loves us.

 He loves me.

 He loves you.

Where do they get this stuff?!

I hope the day never comes when the random misspelled or novelty signs, shirts and various other objects become common place to me. I may shake my head sometimes, but trust me, life is so much funnier with them in it. Like this:

Looks to be a normal, every day back pack, right?But no...it is actually armor. This is what I want to be carrying in case of sudden war...Too bad I just bought a bag not too long ago. I am going to have to remember this when purchasing my next back pack, knowing all that they can offer :-)

Ringing in the New Year...

On my birthday, it was cake frosting smeared on my face.

On day 201, it was watercolor paints that I was unexpectedly painted with.

On New Year's Eve, it was the black soot from the bottom of a pot.

The first few spots were "given" to my friend Eileen and I because we said no to dancing. I say no more as a "gift" to the art of dancing and to those that might happen to catch sight of me...I am the whitest girl ever! My legs and my dancing prove it. I weighed the options and decided that a little soot would be better than trying to dance. We did make an attempt to get the guys back, filling our hands with the soot ourselves only to be "defeated" and have our faces covered! I did manage to get some soot on them, though, so it was not totally a waste...One of my goals for 2012 is to not have my face smeared with random things, but I am pretty sure that is not gonna happen...

I do have other, more "serious" goals for this new year. I have never really been one for resolutions because I always manage to break them shortly after making them. But dreams and desires and hopes...well, I have those. Some of them are big. Some are kinda silly. Some are deep heart cries.

I want to speak Khmer. I am praying for confidence to speak what I knew even if I sound like a fool. I am not so good at looking or sounding foolish
...so here's to letting loose and having no fear.

I want to grow in grace, but also in truth and authority. They seem like opposites, but they have to co-exist in perfect measure because that is how they are in God's character
...so here's to the challenges and circumstances that will teach me.

I want to develop new relationships and strengthen old relationships that glorify God. There is so much wrapped up in that hope
...so here's to honesty, vulnerability and having fun!

I want to make healthy, wise decisions for my mind, body and spirit
...so here's to my will and self-control.

I have big expectations for 2012. At the end of the first day, I fell asleep with joy in my heart and gratitude for the life I am living. It is early on day 3 now, but already it's been good.

...so here's to 363 more!"

blog topic overload...

So many things to say...and I will attempt to not overwhelm you...

:: Harvesters ::
December 25 wasn't just Christmas Day...it was also the end of the fourth Harvesters class. We had a short graduation ceremony during the church service and gave the students their certificates.
This group has been such a blessing to my heart. I realize I say that every time, but it's always true (which is fine by me)! Over the past three months, they have learned, practiced, prayed, shared, been challenged, grown, and served. This group amazed me with their hearts to know and run after God. We had a bit of a debrief time over lunch yesterday and one of the questions I asked was: "How have you grown in the last three months?", to which the answers included things like:
...I know how to be an example in word and action...
...I learned of God's character and saw a change in my characteristics too...
...I have more experience through practice...
...I know the Word of God more clearly...
...I have better relationships with God and others around me...
...I have learned to surrender and submit to God more...
Great answers, but I can testify to say that they are not just words...they are really the ways that their lives were changed. I have seen the evidence of God transforming their hearts and putting those changes into action. I will miss this group...a lot. But I am also looking forward to seeing them walk out the changes more and more as time goes by. And I am looking forward to the next group of students that will study in the Harvesters. We will start on January 31. Please be praying that we have students sign up and that God continues to use the Harvesters in this church and in this nation.

:: The Holidays ::
Spending Christmas away from my family, our traditions, and our own brand of personal chaos is not exactly the easiest thing. I have been "adopted" into a family here in Cambodia and I absolutely LOVE them, but it's still a little difficult and definitely an adjustment. Case in point...

Christmas Eve family tradition: candlelight service at church...smoked sausage, cheese, crackers, too many cookies...opening one present (ALWAYS pajamas)...finally going to bed.

Christmas Eve this year: out-of-control photo booth extravaganza with a few friends...dumplings, green beans, and fried noodle stir fry at a chinese restaurant. VERY different...but we had fun...and have pictures to prove it ;-)
Christmas evening and the following day I spent in the village with the pastor and his family. I always love it out there. What I did not care for so much was the morning of the 27th, when I woke up and realized very quickly that I was pretty sick. I am completely better now, but it was not so much my favorite way to spend my time off from work. I also "decided" to have a root canal done at the end of the week. Needless to say it was kind of a rough week. But I am all about finding silver lining to things like that and so here it is...the root canal was only $35 and my prayer for "supernatural novacaine" was answered...there was very little pain and discomfort afterwards. Not at all the horror stories I have heard from others on their RC recoveries. Praising God for that!

So many others things to write, but this post is already quite full and so they will have to wait for the next blog post...