In Cambodia

We're in Cambodia with AP's work. It's good. Cana is here with us. She made the 40 hours of travel seem easy, and slept 12 of the 14 hours of our longest flight. When traveling with a baby, it's essential to get that bulk head seat with the sweet bassinette. She made it into a fort, and then promptly crashed. Here's hoping we get it on the way home, too. Strangers even commented on what an angel she was on the flights.

Yesterday was filled with visiting some of the people on the front lines of freedom. Our group of 8 was in large conference rooms all day, getting the full report of the situation in this country. Because Cana doesn't really like to sit still and ask questions in big meetings, we adventured around these organization's offices. In doing so, we hit a gold mine of people with amazing hearts. I got to hear to the story of an Austrailan woman, K, who knew ten years ago that she should use her social work skills to do something here. She prayed, and asked God for a way. Then, four months ago she raised money for her own paycheck for two years, and volunteers full time for an incredible place here. Her first order of businees upon arrival? She found a local woman to teach everything she knows, so that in two years the work will continue. Cana and I had a great time haning out in her office for 40 minutes. She is a play theropist, so Biddy tried out each and every toy on the shelf. Then, she gave K an extensive lesson in baby signs, which K had never seen before. K was excited to learn more about baby signs, and thought that they could really help some of the children that she works with. K gave me hope that social workers here have someone backing them up, looking to make them better. She also said that there is a need for more social workers here, even from the United States.

At another office, Cana and I met V, an accountant with the heart of a hero. I learned how she came to know Christ through a friend (that's very rare in Cambodia). Then, she told me how she actually started following Christ when she accepted the job with this organization. She told me how she wakes up in the night praying for the girls that they have rescued, and the ones that still need to be recused. I taught her a new english word -- innercessor. She now understands that her prayers are just as poswerful in the Kingdom of God as the reports of investigators, the brute force of recuers, and the love of social workers. We prayed for eachother while Cana pulled every tissue out of a box in V's office. It was sweet, sweet time. Yes, you can be an accountant and use that skill to rescue people from slavery.

We had an incredible dinner and then Cana and I came back to the hotel. AP had another experience entirely.

It's 7:45AM here, and today we get to meet girls who are on their way to freedom. Cana is all rested up and ready to blow them all lots of kisses.