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Thursday, March 21, 2013

Around the World in 180 Days


Today was our last class with the student we tutor and also our going-away party with all the girls. This week has been filled with last minute adventures, errands, emotions, smiles, and goodbyes. It’s still pretty unbelievable that 6 months have gone by since Julie and I clasped hands and boarded our plane to begin this journey.

In our house, we’ve spent the week sharing memories and laughter. I can honestly say there have been (so far) more smiles than tears, and I’m so grateful for that. Ending strong and making space for our departure to be worthy of the relationships we’ve formed here was one of my prayers, and I feel like God has granted it. Thank you for all your prayers at home for us as we transition back to the U.S. We cannot wait to see all of you in person and share more stories from our Cambodia adventure :)

This place and these girls will be in our hearts forever. 


Likes and Dislikes


Throughout the last 6 months here, I've been creating quite a lengthy list of likes and dislikes of Cambodia. While I am forever grateful for both aspects I found it necessary to help you get a better picture of what it's been like to live in Cambodia. Some points can easily fall under both categories but it's too complicated to include them under both. Each of these points represents the people I've met, lives that I've been touched by, experiences shared, and difficulties that have taken place over the last 6 months. I decided to let you in on a few of my favorites. Enjoy :)

What I’ll be missing
-fresh fruit and vegetables
-little children on the side of the street yelling “hello!” every day I pass them by
-getting repairs on my mode of transportation (a bicycle) for $3
-weaving in and out of traffic on our bicycles (with helmets)
-friendly honks from vehicles
-living with Aimee and Jenny in our house
-young children taking care of their younger siblings
-girls’ long straight hair and lots of braids
-seeing the sunrise/seeing all of the people in the city wake up in the early morning
-feeling a breeze that makes the heat just bearable and sustains my ability to breathe
-tuk tuk drivers, enough said
-free delivery
-learning new versions of Uno and yelling MANGO when you win a game
-limited television
-ICA and The Trotter’s
-ice cream song playing in the streets (2 different versions)
-seeing kids and adults of all ages exercise in the wee early morning running, stretching, yoga, dance, etc
-extra large double beds
-naps
-$1 ice cream
-Indian food
-balconies
-walking to the market
-bargaining (sometimes)
-toaster ovens
-abundance of ethnic foods
-small businesses/family owned restaurants
-diversity
-my weaknesses being easily and quickly exposed living in a developing country

What I won’t be missing
-wearing a helmet
-waking up before 6am to run on the streets b/c that’s the ONLY time possible to run in the city
-plugged toilets
-very limited sidewalks and grass
-the raw meat market
-rats
-thick dusty air
-PP traffic and construction
-at least one ant on my body during every point in the day
-men ALWAYS peeing on the side of the road
-hot season and power outages
-untouchable dogs and cats
-biking for 10 minutes in the heat of the day and sweating for the next 3 hours
-water on the street (pretending it is clean)
-language barrier
-bed bugs
-bus rides
-DVDs never working or skipping
-stares and gawks 

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Taking It With Us.


Less than a week until we leave and come back home.

For Julie and I, this fact brings up so many conflicted emotions…excitement, fear, sadness, anxiety, stress, shock, joy, confusion, and many others that we can’t even name for ourselves.

This past week, I’ve had the opportunity to engage in something that made me realize simultaneously how much I’ve learned over the past 6 months and how much I still have yet to learn.

On Tuesday, we hosted a group of people over to our house to watch the documentary Nefarious. It was such an amazing experience to watch a sex trafficking film with a group of people who are working in that field. It was a whole new perspective. We sat and dialogued afterwards about the negatives and positives of the film, and I was blown away by the knowledge and wisdom surrounding me. As we discussed all of the things that were wrong with the image it portrayed and then the things that were done well, it was clear to me that we were all still learning. Clearly, Julie and I are at a lower level of involvement and knowledge about sex trafficking, but even those with us, some who are known as key contributors to fighting the issue in Cambodia, were searching to learn more. As we all asked questions and processed out loud, I was struck with how my idea of sex trafficking has changed since I came here and how much I still have to learn about the issue, here in Cambodia and globally as well. It’s a severely complex problem in our world, and it’s even more complex to combat it functionally and realistically.

The image in my head of working in trafficking has been continually changing over the past 6 months. It’s not simply rescuing girls or women, providing shelter and counseling for a few years, and then helping them go out to live on their own safely. It doesn’t always look the same. It doesn’t always target the same people – boys are trafficked and abused too. It’s complex…and the factors that feed into it – poverty, abuse, family dysfunction, cultural expectations, etc. – cannot be easily fixed or smoothed over. Working with trafficking isn’t always a counselor having a therapy session with a teenage girl. Because one thing that I’ve learned is that trafficking is more than sex trafficking. Migrant and domestic workers, orphaned children, those who have been abused, and so many more also make up this elaborate issue across the world.

I’m not writing a paper or preaching a sermon. I simply want to share what wasn’t apparent to me before I came to live here for this short time.

I don’t know if any of you have seen Nefarious or if you plan to. I would encourage you to either watch it or some other film on trafficking. Because of the environment in which I watched this particular movie, I have some questions and criticisms about its content…however, I would encourage you to learn about human trafficking in one way or another, whether it be this movie or some other form of media. Educate yourself in some way about this form of abuse that is happening all over the world – and just maybe in your own neighborhood. Learn something about it…even if it stops there and never builds to the next level. That’s okay. Not everyone is passionate about it or wants to work towards ending it, but it’s important to just be aware of it so that you can see the signs around you and also share what you know with the people around you. Networking and talking about it as a global community is the only thing that will ever make an impact.

Human trafficking is a network. It’s a collaboration of people working together across borders, cultures, religions, languages, and economies. If I didn’t know anything else about it, that would impress and intrigue me. There’s a reason the trafficking industry is the most successful in the world. If you ask me, there’s a lot to be learned from their system. That kind of community and partnering is the same kind of collaboration that I recognize from the church in Acts. Close relationships and shared visions for a great cause instead of an evil one would do much in the way of healing.

I’ve learned more than I realized about this issue since living here, but I have so much more to learn. Every day I take one more step in learning about this issue, the more ignorant and helpless I feel about what I can do to help. It is complex, and I am nowhere near understanding it.

But I’m talking about it. And I want you to talk about it too.