India to Cambodia

What a ride the last 5 weeks have been! We arrived in India and headed up to Shimla in the Himalayas where we experienced the colour festival...

Climbed snow covered mountains...


and spoke to the locals about hinduism. It is very interesting. Everything is relative, they believe in over 3 million gods, but always agree when we say there is only one, and often even go to church. They will happily accept that Jesus is a god but not that He is the only way. Our very last day in Shimla we went on a prayer walk and ended up singing worship songs in the square and attracting quite a crowd! we then had the awesome opportunity to perform our dance on a stage in front of hundreds of hindu's and Muslims. the song we dance to has the lyrics "JESUS, I love you. JESUS: one way, one life, one truth" So cool!

We then went back to Delhi to stay in the Emmanuel Christian orphanage there. It was an amazing experience! the kids there are so willing to love and to share even the little that they have. we were there for just over 2 weeks painting, learning Hindi, praying 3 times a day with the kids and just hanging out with them.
In this time God showed me how big and how small He is. Kind of like the Taj Mahal (which we of course went to see). He is Huge! so much bigger than we imagine, so much more complex and more beautiful than we can comprehend and sometimes seems almost to incredible to be true. but at the same time so incredibly detailed and intricate. God is not just in the rasing of the dead and the parting of the sea (though that is just a tiny demostration of His power) He is also in the delicate detail of a small flower, in the blessing of a cool breeze on a hot day...  and every day I look at where I am and marvel that He has called such an ordinary girl to such an extraordinary life!

we were only 1 week in Cambodia, but I fell in love. I love the sweet and sour smell of the place, I love the youthfulness of it, I love that God is working there so powerfully to restore a country that has suffered so much. (watch killing fields if you get the chance..) on the last day there we went out to a rural cambodian village to visit a local pastor there. none of the people there speak English, but we joined them in worship anyway and walked around soaking up the peace and the simplicity of the place. It is so amazing that no matter where you go, the body of Christ is the same. Worship is still worship no matter the language, love is still love no matter where in the world you are, the King of the universe is universal...