The last number of weeks have been a whirlwind of time flying so fast I don’t even know where it’s gone. I am pretty much over half way through my time here, and yet it still seems so crazy to think that I’m living in one of the most insane cities I’ve ever experienced.
I don’t know if it is the common feeling when moving to another country, even for a short stint, to have those moments that make you stop, shake your head, and smile to yourself in disbelief of what you have seen and experienced that is so different to life back home. Some of those moments for me, would be when I waded through flooded roads to get to English class. On the way, I lost a flip flop, retrieved flip flop with some difficulty, and then stood under the garage for some shelter and pondered what on earth I was doing. It was torrential rain, and even though Elim is only a few minutes walk from home, part of me thought whether it was even safe. I mean, the roads were literally transformed into a river. After a few moments I saw how the Cambodians just get on with life as normal no matter the weather – there’s no complaining from them like what we hear back home. I made my way out of my little shelter, took off my flip flops so I didn’t lose them again, and waded through the flood. On my way I encountered one of the ELC staff who shared her umbrella and guided me through to avoid the potholes that were obviously no longer visible. Another moment was riding on the back of a moto in the sidesaddle position in a dress and heels, which then led to many moments throughout Sokim’s wedding that had me in wonder at the experience. That will be a day that I will never forget. From wearing a Khmer dress, having makeup and hair done, travelling down in a tuktuk being stared at, the rain that came through the chandeliers, to the way everyone pulled together and moved the party inside. One of the biggest moments of realisation that I am living in a foreign city was when I managed to make my way on my own in a tuktuk from one area of the city to Elim. I did have the help of a satnav app on my phone, but I can now get around by myself if ever I need to get anywhere.
Most recently, I have had the incredible blessing of having my mum and stepdad come to visit Cambodia. It was a tearful reunion at the airport, and again I’m in sheer disbelief that their time here is already coming to an end. I have loved having them here, seeing them react to the craziness of the city, from the traffic to the markets and learning the ways of the country. Mum has spent time with the girls in Be Free while Simon has spent time with the guys and had his own crazy experiences within the first few days of arriving. It’s been lovely to show them around the city, to share with them my favourite little places to go and have a coffee and a cupcake, and share with what is happening out here. They have discovered more in depth of the painful history of Cambodia, which still affects the Khmer people today and has given them a deeper understanding. We have been to the village, they have taken part in our English conversation classes in the evening, and they have fallen in love with the people.
This week, we took a trip up to Siem Reap to see more of Cambodia’s history. Spanning back to ancient times, the Angkor Wat temples are one of the seven wonders of the world. I am most definitely not a morning person, but seeing the sunrise over Angkor Wat will be one of those moments that will stay with me. It was a beautiful sight to see the sky painted in stunning colours and worth the early wake up. The differences between Siem Reap and Phnom Penh are huge – I enjoyed a few days of nature, of being around natural beauty and hearing birds sing and breathing in fresher air. The traffic wasn’t as intense and it seemed a lot more relaxed. I didn’t expect to have experienced any of that – my small island mind had the notion that every place classed as a city had to be as crazy as each other. One of my highlights was meeting my favourite animal: the elephant. I was in awe. I stroked his trunk, looked into his eye and felt that although I couldn’t believe I had seen, and touched, an elephant, I felt a pang of sadness that these magnificent creatures had been taken from their natural habitats to be used for tourists.
This evening, I had another moment of stilling myself and thinking, wow. When I go back home, I like to think I won’t complain about the weather again. Mum and Simon finally experienced a day in Cambodia’s rainy season as we travelled in the back of a tuktuk, which quickly turned into a torrential thunderstorm. They were in disbelief at the flooded roads; I was in disbelief that I’d gotten myself caught out in it again! At least this time we were in a sheltered mode of travel; mum and Simon got dropped off at the hotel and then I carried on home. On my way, it really struck me how safe I felt. As Corrie ten Boom famously said: “When a train goes through a tunnel and it gets dark, you don’t throw away the ticket and jump off. You sit still and trust the engineer.” I thanked God that we had met a tuktuk driver who knows his way. Not being able to see anything in the covered up tuktuk, I felt so thankful that I wouldn’t have had to try and navigate the driver home. I was safe in the back, trusting the driver to get me home even though the weather was going crazy outside. In the middle of a storm, I felt safe and I trusted. It hit me how much I sometimes question God in times that I feel in the middle of a storm, and how much I try to find refuge and solace in things other than the One who has the ability to calm a storm, the One who is our refuge and strength in times of trouble. My trust is often misplaced, yet I am continually reminded that I need to wholly, fully, completely trust God, in every season, every circumstance, every moment.
Time goes fast, and goodbyes are difficult. I’m not looking forward to Sunday, but even then; God is good. God is faithful. God is in my every moment and knows my every feeling and knows my future. Holding on to truth and His faithfulness even when my emotions are a rollercoaster is something that I am learning every day. It has been a blessed two weeks with family, and although I’m sad it’s coming to an end, I’m happy that they have come, seen, and experienced life in Cambodia.