As a foreigner in Cambodia it is often expected that I should live lavishly. I should have a big house, a flat screen tv, a huge and/or luxurious car, and should only even consider the best possible international school if my kids arent going to be homeschooled. But this evening I was reading a few articles about the emerging middle class in Cambodia. About the satellite cities in Phnom Penh with $400,000 villas, 18 hole golf courses, palm lined boulevards, and how these are being promoted to Cambodian people as paradise. The ideal home for their families and what they should aspire towards. I know that God has already given us plenty when compared to so many around us. I pray that I will be able to use what God has provided to serve others. But I am sitting in a cheap plastic chair, my feet resting atop a low brick wall as I stare at my mini-truck, my children are sleeping on mattresses on the floor and sharing a room with their grandmother, a mosquito coil is burning beneath my chair to keep bugs at bay, and Im trying to count how many times the giant gecko in my kitchen calls out to me. The main luxury tonight is a cold Paulaner wheat beer. As I sit here and ponder how much is or is not necessary for happiness I have come to the conclusion that no amount of luxury in this world could ever be so satisfying as a warm evening, a cool breeze, the sound of crickets, and a cold beer. Thank you God for moments like these.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 14:02:29 +0000
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