The Market

I went to the (food) market for the first time this morning since returning to Cambodia, and although I am used to the sights, I did think to myself, if only everyone I knew could see the things that I am seeing.

Imagine walking through narrow lanes, filled with people buying, selling, eating, driving motos.  I wait for my friend, who is buying pork, which is hanging on hooks.  She is touching each one to see which one is more tender.  Once she makes he decision, the "butcher" uses a hammer to remove the pig hoof, then an exe to cut up the pig leg.

Down a ways are the ladies selling the fish.  I like to buy fish from the market because they are still alive (until you pay)… for the most part.  Beside the alive fish lie large fish head.

Other sights include ladies sitting beside large bowls of eggs, fruit, vegetables, nuts.  Pig heads, and chicken heads wait to by bought.  Behind some vegetables is a salon, where a lady is getting a pedicure, while at the back of the shop there is a double bed holding a father and child.

I hope your imagination works for you to see what I could see.  I wish my mind could take pictures that could be seen by all.

The time has come

After over a year of traveling, we finally made it back to Canada where we have been blessed with incredible family and friends.  It had been just over 2 months that we were home, which at times had felt like a whirlwind of faces and activity, but was much needed due to our time away.  Thank you to all of you who had welcomed us home and poured out into our lives.  

We left for Cambodia early November 19^th, to arrive in Phnom Pehn late the 20^th.  It was a long and exhausting, but fairly comfortable day of travel,  and we were warmly welcomed by our Cambodian friends.

Although many events have happened in the last 5 months since we left Cambodia, once we left the Phnom Pehn airport, it felt as though we had never left.  In many ways, our room at Place of Rescue has been our last home, and we were excited to finally settle in somewhere again.

The children have already been excited to see us, some of them counting down the days until we came back.  A moment ago a group of small boys were at our window, and informed us there is a baby named “Baby Jeramiah” (which is how the kids say Jeremy).  We’ll find out if that’s true.

We are looking forward to these 5 precious months we have with the children.  It has been almost a blessing to be removed from Place of Rescue, and take a fresh look at what we can do differently, and how we can form even deeper relationships with the children.

Please pray for inspiration, strength, and patience.  We are grateful for all the prayer and financial support we have received so far, but can never have enough prayer.  Thank you to all of you who have poured into our lives.  

                                                                                    Love you all, Stacey and Jeremy