Call me crazy but I'm in an internet cafe at 8:30pm.
I don't usually stay out till later than 6pm because it starts getting dark not to mention dangerous.
I get to use the internet so little nowadays because my schedule's been getting bigger.
?m not even going to read this post a second time through. beware: it may be boring.

Having been here for about 4 months now, i've encountered almost every existing emotion
and tasted what seemed like hell. I can say it now because THANK GOD i've managed to
get a grip on this road. ahh.... i'm pretty confident to say that if you are reading this, there's a
good chance that i'm missing you right now.
4 month ey? In a sense it's short, in another it's long. If you were to ask me, "how's Cambodia?"
i'd think about it for a long time.... then say, "normal..." I''ve forgotten how to compare this place
to Sydney now. I don't know how i'll ever go back to coffee over $1 and a kilo of onions for
more than 40 cents. Only in Cambodia can you buy phone credit and receive 2 cans of coke
with your change. Only in Cambodia can you get away with wearing pyjamas in the city, and
only in Cambodia can you see men filing their own nails (like the one who's sitting next to me
right now). Only in Cambodia.... man i'm going to feel odd whenever i think back to this place.
I see accidents everyday. motorbikes, cars, people, animals, you name it.
Do i have friends?.... PASS.
haha no, i've met some awesome people. being on the mission field it's rare to meet anyone
less than amazing. I'm learning, I'm being challenged, and I'm being stretched. It's when I'm
plonked among unfamiliar faces and uncomfortable environments that i learn the first thing about
......loving other people. (now did that sound deep? i was hoping it might)
After spending a lot of time alone and observing my own life,
i come to think that God's love for me is simply beyond my understanding.
And the reason i haven't been posting any of my photos..... is quite lame. There are so many
I don't know which ones to choose.......... no really.
Am I eating well?....
so well, that i don't really want to go there.
Am I black?
lets just say that some of the kids whom i thought were rather dark when i first met them,
are now lighter than i am. lets not go there.
Did I get your SMS?
if you're asking me this, then probably not. i reply to all my rarely received messages.
Do I cook?
Does coffee and toast count?
Language?
Every once in a while, i have to stop in the middle of a conversation and think to myself
"what in the world are you saying?"... My Khmer, is enough to have an awkward conversation
with a child on the street. but it's a miracle! I realised that if you want to be good at this language,
it's going to cost you your dignity :)

It's been a real treat to experience first-hand God working in my life. every passing thought
He takes note of and makes sure to surprise me now and again.

There's so much to learn and experience. I just want to be well-prepared to make the most of it.

the word of this year so far, would have to be something along the lines of LOVE.