From Lisa Turner

Thursday was a good day.

There are good days and rough days.

While the med team went out into the province, Isaac, Dayna and I opted to stay in Phnom Penh and make a second, and longer, visit to the girls' house. Dayna wanted to bring fingernail polish to do the girls' nails, so we needed to do a little shopping. Ruth hooked us up with an all-day driver who was a contact of hers. He agreed when he picked us up to take us around for free. Very good guy. Free was good, but his 'Love never fails. God is love.' signs in the tuktuk were even better. Turns out God sent us a Khmer Christian driver who wanted to take our group around for the rest of our time in Phnom Penh. It doesn't take long to pick up on the people's external affection balanced with an internal detachment. Jame was not so. Very compassionate towards us. Overwhelmingly refreshing.

Thank you, Jesus.

After parting ways with Jame, we walked to the girls' house happily expecting some good time with the kids. On the way, God had a sweet visit ready for us. A Khmer man in a hand-pedal wheelchair (almost a bike) with a boy in tow stopped us and asked if we were Christians. Isaac said yes, and the man went on to exchange names and invite us to his home and to his church. He too was a Christian. I didn't catch his name, but I can't tell you how thankful I am for that man. He was evangelizing his neighborhood. They really do love you, Lord.

Again, thank you, Jesus. Your timing is impeccable.

And the good time with the kids? It was a wallowing session, particularly with Isaac, where we're all more like bean bag chairs and jungle gyms instead of people. It makes it fun. I painted We's nails, the lady of the house, and a few of the girls' nails while Dayna and Isaac did likewise. They really do like the personal interaction. It was great to just see them acting like kids. Not with all the fanfare of the first day arrival and festivity. The Lord had an especially touching blessing for Dayna. The two newest orphaned children, there less than a week, have just a heart-breaking story and ended up at the house just before we came. The older brother took to Dayna pretty quickly with his little sister in tow but not too close. However, this afternoon was a breakthrough for her with Dayna. She was actually speaking and waving as Dayna left. Very sweet moments. Thank you, Jesus.

Lord Jesus, your handiwork is magnificent. Your craftsmanship, beautiful. Your precision, uncanny.

Let us spend and gladly be spent for you.