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Thoughts from a heart that is breaking for those who are broken.
In a world with billions of broken hearts and smashed dreams, there is hope for us. We are Compelled to Fly.
Delighting in His Law
I was scrolling Amazon’s list of Kindle book recommendations below the one I had just purchased for a class, today, when I came across an
Faithful (A Story)
I read a poem recently; it’s an old poem, first published almost two hundred years ago. It’s a beautiful tale, and a true one, of
The Forsaken Ones
The jiaks are some of the most feared individuals in Pnong culture. During the day, they’re normal people; they work in the fields, eat rice
A Little Grass Hut (A Christmas Story)
One of my favorite traditions on this blog has been posting a Christmas story each year (you can read previous ones here.) This is a
He Cares
It was a gloomy Friday afternoon in Mondulkiri. It had been a very full, stressful week of teaching, and I’d had barely any time out
The Backslidden Missionary
Kak To western people, all the Pnong people in Punih village would appear to live in poverty. However, by Pnong standards, Kak and her family
Glimpses of Glory (Part 2)
I don’t remember what day it was. Maybe it was the evening of Sreylee’s birthday, or after I’d visited Ounnang with her broken leg, or
Glimpses of Glory (Part 1)
This story took place last year, and I wrote it down this last June, a few weeks before leaving Cambodia. Re-reading it still makes me
After the Last Tear Falls (A Prayer for Israel)
I sit at my desk, light streaming through the huge window beside me, fluffy gray clouds floating through the blue sky overhead. Since Open House
Richness
What does it mean to be rich? To have a rich life? After Friday evening worship at Weimar University, some students often have an “afterglow”,
He Will Carry You
I have been back from Cambodia for several months, and am currently studying at Weimar University in northern California. I’ll certainly share about that someday;
Never Alone
I said goodbye to Sreyian and her family a few minutes ago. I met her soon after I arrived in Cambodia, since her family runs
