I’ve always been intrigued by faces. As a child, that was basically all I drew…I spent countless hours drawing and coloring faces in church, school, free time. I loved recreating faces, trying to make them as lifelike as possible.

Here on my missions trip to Cambodia, visiting museums and memorials of the Khmer Rouge, the pictures of faces from that time of mass genocide are the things that captured my compassion more than anything else. Seeing each face with its particular identity, its unique personality, its own story…a story that never received the ending it should have, cut off before its time by the communists.

As a writer, I ached for all those incomplete stories. As an artist, I mourned for the stolid absence of hope in each face; the vulnerability in those hollow eyes; the resilience every line portrayed—resilience snuffed out by the ruthless tools of death. I cried for those faces, for those stories that never reached the climax all stories should have—the moment they meet Jesus and realize He is life.

I walked through room after room of photos of men, women, children, all tortured until their spirit and body were irrevocably severed into a Christless eternity. Those faces sobered me, made me think of how similar they are to the faces of those I pass on the streets of Phnom Penh every day. How will this generation be any different from the one that endured such horrors if they still are not receiving the knowledge of Jesus Christ that will save them from the greater torture and death of the Lake of Fire?

Every one of these faces has a story. Every one of these stories needs Jesus. Who will introduce them to Him?


We Shall but Die

“I am living in the midst of the uncertainty and risk, amid things that can and do bring physical destruction, because I am running from things that can destroy my soul: complacency, comfort, and ignorance. I am much more terrified of living a comfortable life in a self-serving society and failing to follow Jesus than I am of any illness or tragedy.” Continue reading “We Shall but Die”

Quote Trail Mix

Here, a trail mix of quotes I found appealing this week.

simpleanswers.jpgThis is how life has felt for me for a week or so. Never mind, this is my life story. Somehow I am ever capable of working myself into a frenzy over questions that really are not as meltdown-worthy as I have convinced myself to believe. Continue reading “Quote Trail Mix”