It Feels Like Home to Me

I have been living in Cambodia for a little over two months now. It is interesting, really, because in some ways it doesn't seem like I have been here that long already, but in other ways I feel like I have always been here. It seems so normal, so right, so much like home. It might sound ludicrous to other people, but I love it here. I love being able to walk out my front door and hope on a moto and head to the market to barter for tropical fruit. I love eating rice on a very regular basis. I love learning Khmer and using what I have learned even when I get laughed at. I love the crazy traffic. I love the beautiful Khmer people. I love that I can laugh at things here, things that most people would find really frustrating. I love the slower pace of life. I love my God, and I love being able to point people to Him.

I cannot imagine being anywhere else in the world right now than right where I am. I find myself asking God if I can stay in Cambodia. I know He has told me that I need to go back to the States in June, but I have no gauge of just how long that will be. I find myself asking Him if I can come back here. I feel like my heart is here. So, please pray with me that God will show me the right direction for the future and that He would burden my heart for whatever is next. Until then, I am going to delight myself every day just where He has placed me for such a time as this!