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Cambodia – First Thoughts

We have been back in San Diego for about a week it has taken me this long to begin processing all that happened on my trip to Cambodia. I am sure it is cliché to say that this trip changed me but it surely did. I am a certainly a confirmed advocate for short-term mission trips after my experience, but honestly, me being changed is just the beginning. Just like the dust kicked up into the air from what seemed like hundreds of motos and Tuk-Tuks racing through the streets of Phnom Penh, I feel like the dust in me has been shaken and still has not settled. I carried several things home with me, including some faces, experiences, ideas, and lingering questions about God’s plan for my life.

When you get home from a trip like this, you are often asked to share some of the most incredible stories. As I have tried to respond to these requests I have found it challenging. I realize that so many of the things that have made impressions on me are not necessarily stories of amazing things that God has done. Some of the deepest impressions are more of the places where the potential lies; where light is starting to break through the darkness but hasn’t fully come in yet. In addition, when I think back on the most incredible stories, I think about the people I met and how I saw God working through them.

 I saw a small but mighty coalition of committed laborers loving the poor, the sick, the abused and the orphan without the promise of daily fanfare, praise or miracles. We didn’t come home with a certain number of decisions made to follow Christ or any other typical milestones that we celebrate as Christians. Instead, I saw something more beautiful than I have probably ever seen happening in the body of Christ.

I met the unsung heroes at World Vision who are going out night after night, providing survival tips and basic medical care to children and teens living on the streets. I met the Children at Risk workers, pouring all of their lives and energies to see a small group of kids in a slum of Phnom Penh realize their value in Christ and find hope for the future. I saw young women with beaming smiles, serving us coffee at Daughters with pride and confidence, knowing their value despite their past as sex workers (most of them forced into it). I saw the quiet, meek leaders at the Happy Tree Orphanage, loving these kids with HIV and so proud of their kids as they sang songs for us. I saw a group of 22 strangers who met in Cambodia with a mission to serve – a group of people willing to do anything and everything to be the hands and feet of Christ and be a shining light in a place that has seen so much darkness.

I have so many stories to share, which I will do here in the coming weeks. I just want to pause and say thank you to so many Christians who are truly demonstrating what it means to follow Jesus into the nations, into the slums, into the brothels, and into the darkest corners of the earth to share the hope of Christ. What a privilege it is to have served with you and to be a witness to the incredible, miraculous love that you are giving so generously.

Before going on this trip, I remember how excited I was to go somewhere new and see how God was working. After arriving in Cambodia, I realized that seeing God move in incredible ways is not something that you go to Cambodia to see; it is something you go Cambodia to do. God’s plan is that WE are the vessel that carries out his miraculous work. This following Christ idea is not something we are merely called to witness. What an opportunity to be in the stories versus just telling them and some of the stories were just at the beginning. With this realization though comes a second – unless we go, get our hands dirty and commit to doing the work, the plan breaks down.

With the overwhelming needs staring me in the face from my time in Cambodia, never before have I felt so compelled to put myself fully in God’s hand and be a part of his plan to save the children of the needy, rescue to oppressed, comfort the sick and proclaim the good news of Christ as I go. Thank you to Cambodia for reminding me of the importance of one life, one child. To rescue one of the little ones that Jesus welcomed to him is worth a lifetime’s labor.

I keep wrestling with the best way to wrap this up and one verse keeps coming to mind. In the first chapter of Colossians, it talks about the mysteries of the gospel being Christ in us, the hope of glory. Never before have I witnessed how real this is, that as we go we carry the hope of Christ within us, the hope of glory.


Looking Back

Today I came across something I wrote several years ago. I do not recall the context or what prompted me to write this, but I wanted to share it with you…

Where have I been?

Lost in religion. Heavy with confusion.

So blind to the mission – the compassion –

the reaction of the Father to a dying world and what He’s asked me to do.

I’d rather be selfish.

I’d rather have new clothes, shoes, eat out, enjoy my life.

I know the emptiness that this brings but choose to remain blind.

Children are being raped as I type this right now,

sold and purchased, chained and beaten.

Men and women are dying of hunger and disease,

living in poverty,

lacking fresh water.

And what do I do?

I enjoy my movie in my suburbia, sipping a fresh glass of wine from a 13 dollar bottle.

13 dollars that could feed 13 people for one more day.

I am ignorant because I choose to be,

turning a blind eye to the truth staring back at me,

refusing to look at what might cause me pain

but how can my pain of sight compare with their pain of experience?

God wreck me for your kingdom. I don’t want to be useless.

As I read back over this, conviction overwhelms me. Years later, I find that my progress has been mediocre at best. There are times where God really gets your attention and tugs at your heart for something and you feel changed. Then, somehow, days pass and that commitment to obedience begins to lose it’s hold. One thing I have discovered in my life is that gradual change doesn’t always work.   There are certain times where I need to RUN in the direction of the cross and embrace a radical change. Trying to slowly taper back my selfish desires hasn’t resulted in the progress I would hope to see.

I wrote last week about the example of missionaries daily sacrificing their desires for the kingdom. Even this last week, that reality hit me like a ton of bricks. God allowed me to recognize the daily struggle in my life. Each day, some temptation for my own comfort and security hit me and I found my mind straying from my focus of Christ. When talking with Chris about this toward the end of the week, he told me, “It really does have to be a daily decision to follow Jesus. Yesterday’s decision doesn’t carry over to today.” How true this is! I may have had a strong conviction a few years ago about giving up my selfishness but without sacrificing it daily, I find myself still clinging to it years later.

So, I am putting up a sign in our bathroom that says, “Today, I will follow Jesus.” I don’t want to wake up 3 years from now, read this blog and think – why didn’t I change?


Neither Poverty nor Riches

This morning as I was sitting outside of our church before the service began, I was looking up various scriptures on the poor and poverty.  It is one of my favorite things to do when I get a certain topic or theme in my mind to look at the concordance in the back of my Bible and see where it might be referenced in the Bible.  One of the passages that I flipped to was in Proverbs 30. It really struck me today, although I am sure I have come across it before, in light of all that God has been teaching me.  Let me share it with you before I go further – Proverbs 30, verses 8b-9:

   Give me neither poverty nor riches,
   but give me only my daily bread.
 Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you
   and say, ‘Who is the LORD?’
Or I may become poor and steal,
   and so dishonor the name of my God.

This seems like such an honorable request and reminded me of the Lord’s prayer, to give us our daily bread. If you really stop and think about it though, it is really opposite to what you would hear in our culture today. Can you picture someone going into their boss’ office and saying, “You know, I have enough money for my family’s needs so I don’t really need the raise you offered me.”  Absolutely never! When we hear of someone who walks away from an amazing job or career to do something that pays less or go into ministry, we think – WOW – because this is certainly not common or the norm.

This verse is a request that acknowledges our human ambition and greed to seek more and more and responds – I don’t want that to be me. It goes one step farther to say, “Lord, I don’t want there to even be an option for me to neglect you due to my wealth so I am asking you to keep riches away from me.”  What an insane prayer! Even more foolish according to this world’s standards to make decisions in your life that would pursue God over pursuing wealth.  Let me pause and remind you that all of us living in America are considered wealthy according to the world’s standards. In addition, we are taught that we must save up for retirement, invest to make our money go further, and all sorts of other things that are great financial strategies but they often have goals far beyond our daily bread. (Please know I am not condemning any of this – just trying to get at the motivation for it.)

Time for some total transparency – I have always had a desire to be a generous giver and it is a sincere desire, I know that. As a result, I felt that the ability to generate more money is tied to my ability to give. As my husband is also generous by nature, you would think that it would be easy for us to just make that happen, especially as our income increased.  We have been obedient to give when we feel God prompting us and have been diligent in tithing and other things, but…there is still so much more that we really could be doing. It is almost scary to actually think about what our income today looks like compared to our income when we got married…and to realize that the percentage that we give really hasn’t changed that much. Somehow, with each pay raise and increase in income, our expenses increase. The old saying of the more you make the more you spend is so true and usually you don’t even notice it.

This year, as we were preparing our tax papers, we both took a gulp as we realized the amount we made last year. When I read the above passage today, I started thinking about what it would look like in our lives to make the same request of God – valuing our relationship with Him so highly that we would not want to have wealth if there was a chance we might neglect God. How different our lives would have to look if I only asked for and purchased necessities, and really determined what necessities really were.

 I have two thoughts when I ponder this. First, I don’t know if I am willing to make that much of a sacrifice, which probably is a sign that I am too attached to my ‘things.’ Second, there is a freedom that I see and a simplicity in moving more to a place where I trust God for my necessities and forsake everything else. With all of this said, the point is not that no one can have wealth and still acknowledge God. The question is though – can I?

How radical would we look in this world’s eyes! I used to have this picture in my mind when I was younger of how great it would be to live in a place where I could just wear the same thing every day and not have to worry about my clothes – maybe just own jeans and white T-shirts. I know this may sound silly, but that kind of simplicity has always appealed to me. The question becomes, how do I live counter to the demands of the consumerist culture that I live in?

Where is that balance between poverty and riches, where we recognize our dependence on God for all that we have and know that he is providing for our daily needs without going to the opposite extreme and living in a different type of bondage? If I want to be a generous giver, things are certainly going to need to change. As I reflect on this idea though, being a generous giver is not just about money – it is about time, about love, about talents and creativity.

Lord God, I do choose to make this challenging request …that you would give me neither poverty nor riches if it would cause me in any way to neglect my worship of You. Help me to count everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing You. Will you teach me how to live generously with whatever you put into my hands, including my time, my ideas, my passions, and my money.  Make me into a worthy steward, that the deposit you placed in me would yield a great return.

Command those who are rich in this present world not to be arrogant nor to put their hope in wealth, which is so uncertain, but to put their hope in God, who richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment.

I Timothy 6:17

 


Sent Out

I have been reading through the book of Matthew and stopped for a bit of time in Matthew 10, which is where Jesus commissions and sends out the first group of missionaries.  This comes right after we see Jesus going through “all the towns and villages” preaching the good news and having compassion on the crowds of people who were flocking to him. As a result, He says ,”The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few.” Then, we jump to chapter 10 where Jesus sends out the first group of workers.

There are several things that caught my attention in the chapter, but one in particular I want to share. When Jesus begins giving instructions to the disciples prior to letting them loose, He tells them to basically do what He Himself had been doing: preach the good news, heal the sick and meet physical needs. Then, He says, “Freely you have received, freely give.” This phrase really struck me and got me thinking about what things the disciples themselves received when they encountered Jesus. Were they healed of any diseases? Freed from oppression or depression? Rescued from a life of toiling without purpose? Found a place of acceptance and belonging? I wonder when Jesus said those words to them what went through their minds as they all reflected on what Jesus personally had done in each of their lives.

Have you reflected recently on what you have received from Jesus after coming into relationship with Him? Have you thanked Him?

I posed these questions to myself and have been thinking about this a lot. I mentioned in my last post that the closer I am to Christ, the more I desire to share Him with others.  The other piece of this is that I need to receive the healing and freedom He has held out to me and then remember what He has done! Only then can I share the good news with others. Psalm 103 says:

Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits –

Who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases,

Who redeems your like from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion,

Who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.

What a wonderful summary of some of the things I have experienced on my journey with Christ!

Before wrapping up, there is one other key thing that I don’t want to miss in discussing this passage. In this commission, Jesus instructs the disciples to both proclaim the gospel and perform acts of compassion. Jesus demonstrated this in His own ministry and taught His disciples to do the same. A friend of mine has a quote from Ghandi at the bottom of her e-mails that catches me every time I read it: “There are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.” There is a reason that Jesus instructed his disciples to address both spiritual and physical needs.

I want to be a worker sent out into the fields that fulfills the full commission given here in Matthew 10 (also in Luke 9) – to share the good news of Jesus and what he has done for me and to meet the glaring needs of the poor, hungry, oppressed, enslaved, and helpless.  I think we take great risk if we neglect either one of these instructions.


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