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Homesick

Well, I’m sure that there will be another post with this same title in about a year or so.  But this time at least, it’s a good type of homesickness.

One of the struggles that has come with this pending move to Cambodia is that I’m partly at odds with myself about it.

I absolutely love the idea of what we’re going to Cambodia to do. I love the idea of going to serve people throughout Southeast Asia.

But those things aside, the idea of living in Cambodia?

Yeah. That’s a mixed bag. (For me. Laura has been sold on it ever since we stepped foot in Cambodia last year).

Cambodia can be a beautiful country. The people can be wonderfully welcoming and kind. As Laura loves to point out, the food is really really good.

But, it’s also tropical, hot, and buggy. Phnom Penh, the city where we’ll live, is dense and noisy — not that I’m much of a city person to begin with. It’s been built in a hurry, without a lot of central planning — so there aren’t many green spaces or parks to enjoy. We’ll get to take weekends at some beautiful tropical beaches and mountain ranges, but that’s not going to be the norm.

People ask a lot if we’re excited for this, if we’re looking forward to the adventure of it. And I honestly can say that on the balance, I am excited. The goodness of God alone in this process is enough to outweigh the negatives.

But that’s not to say the negatives aren’t there.

This weekend, I got to attend a little dinner hosted by a missionary couple from Phnom Penh as they updated their supporters who live nearby. (Thanks to my coworker Maura for the connection).

It was a great evening. We’re looking forward to the chance to learn more from the Baillies and what they’ve learned over the past years as they’ve adjusted to life in Cambodia.

But the biggest blessing was that as they showed pictures and told stories of the people they work with — I began to feel twinges of what I can only describe as homesickness.

Laura tells me she often wakes up wishing and wondering why we aren’t waking up in Cambodia. And me? Well, I’m getting there.