This place. This path that isn't quite a path. My holy place. Where God asks me to dig deeper, invites me to open my eyes. To see that the path will always be here, but it will never be what it was.
There's a grieving for what's lost, a cry that ends in a hallelujah for all that's been revealed.
Here I learned who Cambodia is and who I am. I realized why this unwanted child was drawn to a country of unwanted children.
Here I learned about separation. I saw the walls we build to keep us from vulnerability. I saw the ways development and ease bring us further from each other.
Here I learned that we can love anyway. We can look for those outside the walls, we can push ourselves through the cracks to find the ones off the path.
Today I learned this-
I can't stop the walls from being built. I cannot stop the world from hiding her heart away. But I can climb these walls and step into the wilderness on the other side. I do not have to be contained by the well worn path. There is an entire world out there that is open to me. I only have to be brave enough to climb the wall.
There's a grieving for what's lost, a cry that ends in a hallelujah for all that's been revealed.
Here I learned who Cambodia is and who I am. I realized why this unwanted child was drawn to a country of unwanted children.
Here I learned about separation. I saw the walls we build to keep us from vulnerability. I saw the ways development and ease bring us further from each other.
Here I learned that we can love anyway. We can look for those outside the walls, we can push ourselves through the cracks to find the ones off the path.
Today I learned this-
I can't stop the walls from being built. I cannot stop the world from hiding her heart away. But I can climb these walls and step into the wilderness on the other side. I do not have to be contained by the well worn path. There is an entire world out there that is open to me. I only have to be brave enough to climb the wall.
