Well... An exciting new phase of the Lord’s work here in Phnom Penh is set to begin.
After
searching the whole city, examining several possibilities and having a
nice one rented out from under me I finally located, secured and moved
into a building suitable to use as both a Church/School on the first
floor and a home on the second floor.
The
door to Biblical missions in Cambodia is mostly open, at least for
now. Please be in Prayer for God’s people here. Both those who know
Him and face various persecutions for their faith and for those He will
bring to Himself in due time.
When I first came to Phnom Penh a couple years back I expected
I'd be forced to shop in the traditional markets scrounging around
for anything that looks like it's eatable and paying 2x-5x the price
locals pay. Meat that's been hanging outside in the heat fermenting
all day had me resigned to possible vegetarianism.... Canned goods
with indecipherable Chinese labels concealing content that may or may
not be edible. Vegetables growing in filthy conditions and
fertilized with who knows what... and no safe water to clean them
with. I anticipated hunting, gathering and preparing food taking up
most of my spare time.
As
the plane came down for a landing in Phnom Penh, Cambodia some 30
hours after I boarded the first flight in America the scorched
scenery reminded me of how blisteringly hot it can be in the dry
season. The forecast had been for 105ºF
to welcome me back. (about 50% humidity) I wasn't too concerned and
found my self wondering how different the city would be after 15
months. I was exhausted by the mostly sleepless flight but really
wanted to get into town and have a look around. The hotel provided
van ride into the city did little to sate my curiosity as it took a
route I seldom traveled but I scanned the faces and sights like a
first time tourist anyway. Once we got to my more frequent stomping
grounds I was comforted to find all the familiar landmarks but also
struck by one obvious change. The noontime traffic looked more like
I remember rush hour. Not just “motos' but there were many, many
more cars than I remembered as well. Obviously the wealthy class has
continued to grow though most seemed as poor as ever.
Please keep me in prayer as these two days I will be examined by the
Great Lakes Presbytery's Candidates and Credentials Committee for
ordination as a Bible Presbyterian minister. Provided I pass I will
then go before the full Presbytery to be examined. Provided I pass
that exam also I will be ordained at a future special service.
Well... as sometimes happens the hosting company where my
church is hosted (and therefore this site) trashed our account
unexpectedly. I rebuilt the church site asap but my site had to
wait as I had too much to do. It's back up now and I've
uploaded many pictures. I've also set up this News Letter that can
be emailed in HTML to people. I hope you will keep me in prayer and
share my WEB site and News Letters with anyone interested.
Please note there are many configurations of computers and video players, some will "stream" one of these videos (play it while it downloads) and some will need to download them before they play.
I often wonder as I wander about
Phnom Penh just who makes up the English that appears on the signs I read. Clearly they aren't
using a Khmer to English dictionary as they would have the correct English spelling. Some
Cambodian sign makers seem to have taken an old saying to heart, "A man who can"t spell a
word at least three different ways has no imagination!". The Cambodians are as imaginative as I am.
Perhaps even more as I would not have thought to use a "d" instead of a "p" as one "sdare (sic.)
parts" dealer did. I understand that "p" and "d" are related sounds but tend to think "p" and "b"
or "d" and "t" should be confused, not "p" and "d".
The
plane ride from Taipei to Phnom Penh was uneventful though the food
was not as good as the flight in to Taipei. It only took a couple of
minutes to clear customs, collect my bags and find Mr. Hsieh (my
boss). It was simpler than I could have imagined. (And the smallest
airport I've been in!)
Think oft of heaven, and what a thing a saint will be in glory, when he shall shine as the stars, and be equal to the angels, and then you will quickly see cause to love them. - Richard Baxter