Oppression is the word for the day. It is everywhere in Phnom Penh: The insufferable heat; biting mosquitos; confluence of car, moto, tuk-tuk and bicycles; choking air; the heralding of the jackhammer each morning and throughout the day; and an attitude of, trust no one. It is no wonder the deported men are lonely, discouraged, hopeless, dismayed, and defeated. To mask the pain they turn to cheap alcohol, accessible drugs, and lustful passions.
There is no hope in Cambodia.
Unless the gospel comes. When the gospel comes it stimulates, invigorates, awakens, motivates, and brings hope. The gospel is the only hope. One would think missionaries are pouring out the gospel, it doesn’t appear to be the case. One pastor told me, “Many people and groups are here, doing a lot of good things, but they are not sharing the gospel.”
Tomorrow is our Hope Now Leadership and Development Institute. Three young men will join me. I wish I could teach it for twenty-days, but I only have two. The content is gospel driven, Bible centered, Jesus permeated. Nothing else will help. We must raise up men to Biblical leadership so they may impart the good news to the hundreds of deportees wandering through life. Pray for me as I lead this small group of men.