Cambodia was my first third-world country and it was amazing. I loved everything about it, especially the people. I had the opportunity to go to an orphanage while I was there and I would say it was the highlight of my trip. I know what you are thinking, that I got to go see the world’s greatest temples still standing, and I liked an orphanage better. Folks, I am not crazy, this is my passion. I want to live in a third-world country where you have to drink bottled water, where there is no toilet paper, where everyone is striving to put food in their mouths, I want to be there.
One day, I went to the market and didn’t want to walk the twenty minutes back to the guest house, so I took a “tuk tuk,” a taxi that is a cart pulled by a motorcycle. When we got to the guest house, the driver helped me out and saw a picture that I had bought. He asked me how much I paid for it and I said twenty-five dollars. He said that he wanted picture, but could not afford one. Ladies and gentlemen, I paid twenty-five dollars! I could spend $25 at a dinner get-together in one night and he couldn't ever afford it. I wanted to give him my picture, but he said no. I want to give all my money and bless people. I want to build houses, instead of the people sleeping in a hammock. I want to serve. 
Anyway, I really want to tell you about this orphanage. I didn’t take any pictures while I was there because I just wanted to interact. I wanted to play with the kids and just have the children feel loved. When I arrived all the children stopped what they were doing and came running to bow to me. This is a “welcome” to the people of Cambodia and they call me a queen because I have money. The children were so cute, the youngest was two years old and the eldest was fifteen. They were all beautiful children of God. I took a tour of all the rooms and buildings. I got to sit in on a kindergarten classroom and then the best part was that I got to play futbol! They saw this as a keep away game; they kept it away from ME…haha, besides one child that greeted me with a huge hug and the ball.
I am sure that I should live in a third-world country. I do not know when, but I know for a fact that at some point, in God’s perfect timing, I will live in a third-world country. I will live in a country where I am a blessing to the people, instead of another number. I will make a difference in my life to a lot of people and I am not going to wait around. I am making a difference in my life starting now!
I love you all,
Cynthia
