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Lost Baby

Last week when we were in Malaysia, we stayed at the OMF bungalow, a cozy house for missionaries in the Cameron Highlands. Pretty much all the missionaries in this region rave about this retreat center and how peaceful and beautiful the tea plantations that surround it are. I was warned, however, that it is [...]

Koh Kong - Our Final Trek

Last week marked probably the last major trek as a family we will ever undertake in Cambodia… at least for a while. We packed four vans with our entire InnerCHANGE staff, both ex-pat and nationals, and drove for a total of 10 hours to Koh Kong, a remote island off of the southeast coast of [...]

A Helpless God

ព្រះជាម្ចាស់​ដែលធ្វើរ​អ្វី​ខ្លូន​អែងមឹន​បាន
ព្រះបន្តុល​បានកើត​មក​ជា​មនុស្ស ហើយ​គង់​នៅ​ក្នុងចំណោម​យើង​រាល់​គ្នា
យូ់ហាន​​​​​​ ១:១៤

ខ្ងុំ​មាន​កូន​ពីរ​នាក់។​ កាល​កូន​ដំបូង​ទើប​កើត​មក​​ ខ្ងុំ​មិន​ចេះ​ថែរក្សា​​វាសៅះ។​​ ខ្ងុំ​មិន​ដែល​​បាន​ថែរក្សា​​​កូន​ពី​មូនទេ។ ខ្ងុំ​មិនបានចេះ​ពន អោយ​ងូតទឹក បញ្ចុក។ ខ្ងុំ​មិនដឹង​អ្វីសៅះ​អំពី​កូន​ក្មេង។ តូច្នេះ​ពេល​ខ្ងុំ​បាន​ត្រូវការ​នាំ​វាមក​ផ្ទះ​ ខ្ងុំ​ភយខ្លាចណាស់។​ កូន​ងារទើប​កើ​តតូត​នឹងស្រួយ​ណាស់។​ ខ្ងុំ​មិន​ហ៉ាន​ពុន​វា ខ្ងុំ​ខ្លាចខ្ងុំ​ប្រហែល​ធ្វើរ​អោយ​វា​ធ្លាក់​។ ខ្ងុំ​មិន​ហ៉ាន​អោយ​ងូតទឹក​ ខ្ងុំ​ខ្លាច​ទឹក​ជូល​​ផ្សិត។ ខ្ងុំ​ភយខ្លាចណាស់។
ខ្ងុំ​​អរ​ព្រះ​គុណ​ព្រះជាម្ចាស់​​សំរាប​ប្រធាន​កូន​ទល​ខ្ងុំ​​ ខ្ងុំ​​​ដឹង​ថាវា​ពិតជា​​មហាអស្ចារ្យ។ បុន្តែ​ខ្ងុំ​គឹស្រែកយំ​​ច្រើនទល​ព្រះ​ “ព្រះអឺយ សូម​ជូយ​ខ្ងុំផង​ ខ្ងុំមិន​ចេះដឹង​ធ្វើរ​យាងមេចសៅះ។​​” ខ្ងុំថ្លាប់​ពុន​កូននឹង​គឹត​​ “អឹយ វា​គ្មាន​កំលាង​នឹង​មឹន​ចេះ​ធ្វើរ​អ្វី​ខ្លូន​អែង​សោះ។​ វា​ត្រុវការ​ទុកចិត​អាស្រយលើ​ខ្ងុំ​ ហើយ​ខ្ងុំ​សំរាក់​មឹន​បាន។” ខ្ងុំបាន​ត្រុវ​ការ​រៀន​ចេះ​ច្រើន ​ពុន​វា អោយ​ងូតទឹក បំពៅ ហើយ​បញ្ចុក។ ពេល​យុប​ខ្ងុំបាន​ត្រុវ​ការ​ក្រោក​ឡើង ហើយ​នឹង​លូងលៅម​កូន​ ហើយ​នឹង​បំពៅកូន។
ពេល​កូន​យំ​ខ្ងុំក្រោក​ពី​គេង​ភ្លាម។ ខ្ងុំថ្លាប់​ច្ងល់ “ហេតុអ្វិ​បា តែងតែ​គេងរហូត ​មិនតែលភ្ងាក់​ទេ?” គាត់​ថា​ “ខ្ងុំ​​​មិនតែល​លូ​កូន​ទេ ពេល​ខ្ងុំ​​​​ចុង​ជូយ​ មាក​កាន់​កូន​ហើយ!” មាកខ្ងុំ​បាន​និយាយថា “បើសីនកូន​មិន​មាន​បា វា​ពីបាក​ចិត បន្តែបើសីនកូន​មិន​មាន​​មាក វា​និងស្លាប់!” កូន​ខ្ងុំ​​​​​គ្មាន​កំលាង​នឹង​មឹន​ចេះ​ធ្វើរ​អ្វី​ខ្លូន​អែង​សោះ។​ វា​ត្រុវការ​ទុកចិត​អាស្រយលើ​ខ្ងុំ​។
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Pain In My Butt

One of Silas’ favorite games as of late consists of him shredding apart cardboard boxes into small strips. He then makes the rounds and divvies up the shreds to whoever is there. Most recipients wonder, “Why is this kid giving me pieces of trash?” But if you ask, Silas will answer, “I’m giving you money [...]

Babies sleep in cages?

When we came to Cambodia I was a complete novice at motherhood. Silas was only 5 months old. I kind of made it a point not to read too many of those “How to Raise Kids the Right Way” books. All the contradictory advice is much too confusing; so Danny and I figured we’d just [...]

Seven Year Itch?

Can you believe that today is our seventh year anniversary?! I’ve heard that the seventh year of marriage is supposed to be the hardest. I’m not sure why. I’m not claiming that Danny and I have the perfect marriage, but I can honestly say that I am more convinced than ever that I’m the lucky [...]

Having kids wrecked my life! – A Mother’s Day Lament

Why didn’t anyone warn me that having kids would wreck my life? All I heard was, “kids really changes things”. Um… wreak havoc is more like it! I read the books, took the class at the hospital, got advice from other mothers. But nothing prepared me for the chaos that ensues when you have to [...]

Freak Out! - Cassia’s delivery

Most foreigners in Cambodia go to Thailand for deliveries and we were planning to do the same. However, we have good friends in Malaysia who convinced us otherwise. We decided on Malaysia mainly because of our friends John and Janna, and secondarily because of the food.
On Sunday morning January 28, 2007, I interrupted Danny’s breakfast [...]

Zen Master: Silas’ delivery

On Monday March 22, 2004 around 4:15am I woke up and went to the bathroom. Upon reaching the toilet, I felt a gush of water and proceeded to shout, “Danny, my water broke!” He didn’t quite believe me and almost convinced me that I peed on myself. I was pretty sure my water burst though; [...]

How Vlady met Fajita

It was October 1997. My church was having a fall retreat. Like usual, we were taking forever trying to arrange who should go in which car. I was lingering outside with a friend when this guy comes up and joins our conversation. I didn’t really know him except that his name was Danny and that [...]