Travel Journal: Cambodia 3

The Place of the Skull I asked my Jesus to let my heart break for these people. Now, I wish I could cry to let the pain out of my heart.  Yet, maybe, I am always supposed to hurt, lest I forget. It was on Wednesday morning that the two other WATER girls on my team and … Continue reading Travel Journal: Cambodia 3


Eyes of Grace

Moonlight illuminates tousled, sweaty hair and the lump on the bed in an eerie blue light.  The lump flips.  He is dreaming and by the crinkles in his brow, it is not a pleasant dream. "Paul Bent."  He hears his name called and approaches the overwhelming light of the throne and falls on his face. … Continue reading Eyes of Grace