Many conversations this past month have included questions like: How long have you lived here? How long do you plan on staying? What do you do here? How do you know Khmer? Would you like to hang out sometime (a question which I misinterpreted as 'do you generally like to hang out' and replied 'yes' to, but then realized that the young man was actually hitting on me. I awkwardly backed out of that one by running into a chocolate shop.)
But my favorite reoccurring question has been, "What are your dreams?"
I dream of speaking Khmer fluently with a vast vocabulary and holding a long, deep, educated conversation with a Cambodian. I dream of going beyond the, "hello"s and "how are you"s and bargaining talk. I want to be fearless in speaking this language that's digging itself up again. I want to be able to sing a long during church service without mumbling made up words to myself when I don't know the song. I want to hear people's stories and know them. I want to pick up the short stories book sitting on our shelf and read original Khmer literature. I want to be able to respond coherently and be able to speak words of encouragement. I want to pray in this language without struggling with sentence structure and vocabulary. I want to be eloquent enough to share with people about true, solid hope that can only be found in Christ.
This is one of my dreams.
A beautiful dream, my dearest friend.
ReplyDeletePraying for God to give you strength and endurance to make this come true in the near future. He has put this dream and many others in your heart, so I know HE IS FAITHFUL to make them reality in His timing.
Love you so much!
Katrina