My name is Sandok and in 1996 my father was a Khmer Rouge Commander, and he had a herd of about 30 cows. Our area in Southern Pursat Province was experiencing drought so, my father sent me to take the cattle about 30 kilometers north to the east of the city of Pursat where there was grass. I arrived and set up camp along highway 5. A pastor was traveling to Pursat and it was late so He asked if he could stay with me since I had a fire. He shared Christ with me and I was empty because …  

    Dany’s story is all too common. In 2013 Dany was a crippled girl with two healthy siblings in a poor family in rural Steung Treng. Her father died when she was young and her mother re-married twice. As an infant she learned to walk late and was slower and weaker than other kids her age. Though she and her family did not know it, she had tuberculosis of the bones. Even though she had trouble walking normally, she desperately wanted to be like a normal kid.  With a mindset of “mind over matter” she determined to climb a …  

This is a story of the God who heals and how He completely changed every aspect of my life.  My name is Som Art.  When I was fourteen years old I was chopping firewood; the ax skimmed off a hard piece of wood and cut my leg.  We had no antibiotics and the nerve was cut.  My leg swelled up and the infection went up my back.  I was paralyzed from the waist down.  We were very poor and had no food.  My younger brother found an old board that I would lay on.  He would drag me from home …  

Nazareth’s full name is Nazareth Kong. He was named Nazareth for Jesus’ hometown and Kong after our staff pediatrician that nursed him back to health, Dr. Kong Rolina. Even today we don’t know exactly how old Nazareth is, we had to give him a name and a birthday. That’s all you can do with a child like Nazareth, when they are abandoned and dropped off at the church by a random, goodhearted citizen. Nazareth was found in the middle of a large roundabout, in a basket by a food cart saleswoman. A motorcycle taxi driver knew that there was a …  

Whether you meet MareYar (pronounced Mar-ree-yar) at her home, at school or singing songs at a church service you would immediately notice her smile, infectious laugh and kind eyes.  As you get to know her, you would see how she’s a healthy part of a functioning family, a good student, and a great helper.  These are all great things to highlight in a typical, healthy child’s upbringing.  The beginning of MareYar’s story, however, is anything but typical or healthy. MareYar doesn’t have the luxury of remembering her birth parents. Perhaps her parents giving up on her as a baby came from …