The Hourngs in Cambodia!

Have you ever been at a stage in life where you do not fully understand what is happening inside you? I am not even sure if I am ready to call it a midlife crisis . Maybe I am still in denial. All I know is that these past weeks, especially as we move closer to 2026, something inside me feels unsettled. It is vulnerable to even write this. I have kept a separate journal, trying to make sense of my thoughts and emotions. I debated whether to share this at all. This does not feel like a good story for a new year. It feels heavy. It feels messy. It may even sound shallow to some. But it is deep for me. I feel lost. Not put together. Not ready for whatever this season is asking of me. I have never been in this place before, and that alone makes it frightening. What makes it harder is that it feels like everything I care about is affected. My relationship with God feels fragile. My marriage feels tense. My connection with my son feels strained. Even my interactions with people around me fee...

This morning began like any ordinary day. I left early because it was the first day of my morning class at the university. I wanted to arrive on time, settle in, and prepare. What I did not expect was that God had a gentle reminder for me before the day even started. As I stepped into the elevator, everything felt normal. I pressed the floor button, waited a few seconds, and suddenly the entire lift went dark. There was no light at all. I could not see my own hands. I could not see my phone. I could not even see the elevator doors. It was complete darkness.  For a moment, I stood still. It would have been easy to panic. It was my first time ever being stuck inside an elevator, and I was alone. I knew no one could hear me. I could not call for help because I could not find my phone. And of course, the first thought that crossed my mind was that I would be late for class. I even laughed quietly at myself, thinking, Of all days, why today? But praise God. Instead of fear, God gave me ...

There are moments in our daily life when God gently reminds us of who we are and who we belong to. Sometimes it happens in quiet moments during prayer. Sometimes during worship. And sometimes it happens in the most unexpected places. A crowded street. A busy market. Or even during a simple tuktuk ride to work on an ordinary morning. Today was one of those mornings for me. It reminded me how love is not just something we talk about, but something we choose to live out every single day. And it reminded me of how God continues to shape us so that His love can be seen through us. This blog is for the faith community, for new believers who are still learning to walk with God, for those who have wandered far from faith and are longing to come home, and even for those who may not believe yet but are curious about what it means to know a God who loves so deeply. My hope is that as you read this, you will feel encouraged and reminded that love is one of the most powerful ways God reveals Himsel...

There are seasons in our lives when God teaches us through the simplest things. Not through grand miracles or dramatic events, but through ordinary days that are wrapped in struggle, hope, and hidden beauty. When I look back at my childhood, I realize that some of the clearest lessons God taught me came during a time that looked dark on the outside literally and spiritually but was filled with light on the inside. Growing up in Palar Village Taguig , long before BCG or Bonifacio Global City became what it is today, life was simple. And sometimes, it was hard. There was a year, almost two, when our area had no electricity at all. Development had not reached us yet, and every night felt like stepping into a small world lit only by candle sticks and gas lamps. To many people today, that might sound like an inconvenience. To children, it could have been frightening or frustrating. But strangely, those powerless nights became some of my happiest childhood memories. Every evening, as the su...

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you. Even though Cambodia does not officially celebrate Thanksgiving, Black Friday, or Christmas, it is still a joyful season. I find it beautiful that even in a country shaped deeply by Buddhist culture, people are very welcoming of celebrations that speak of joy, giving, and togetherness. Malls decorate their spaces. Restaurants offer special meals. Even food delivery apps join in. It is mainly for business and economic purposes, but still, it creates a sense of warmth. Meanwhile, universities and local schools across the country continue with normal schedules. No holiday or break. This includes the university where I teach, which is why I continue teaching while friends and family in other countries enjoy long weekends and feasts. Still, we give thanks. God does not need a national holiday for us to remember His goodness. Gratitude is not tied to a calendar. It is tied to the heart. Looking Forward to Christmas at PPC While the country keeps moving as us...

For many years now, one of the tools that has helped me stay connected with God every day is the YouVersion Bible app . I am truly thankful for it. It is simple to use and it reminds me daily to spend intentional time with God. I read guided devotionals in the morning as I hop on my tuktuk, and I listen to the audio Bible during quiet moments. I have been using it for five years now and it has helped me catch up and finish my Bible reading and listening goals. It also shapes what I share with the young woman I disciple, Sheryl. I am amazed by how God uses this small tool in my hand to speak to me in a very personal way, almost like He is sitting beside me whispering truth into my heart. Most of my morning prayers flow from the devotional I read and the Bible verse of the day. Many times I write them down in my journal. If you have been following my blog, you already know that I write about family, our dorm ministry, Cambodian culture, and the simple moments of life that God uses to tea...

It has been more than 15 years since our family first answered God’s call to serve in Phnom Penh.  Looking back, it’s amazing how time has passed and how much the Lord has done in and through this ministry. When we first came and moved to the city to serve in a Bible School , we had nothing but faith in our hearts and a deep desire to serve the Lord among the Khmer people. Eventually God lead us here, we didn’t know exactly what the journey would look like, but we trusted that God would lead the way. Read Previous Posts:  Bible School 👈 Our first mission field in Kratie, Cambodia 👈 Trusting God's Quiet Provision 👈👈 Today, as I write this from our home in Phnom Penh, I can’t help but thank God for His goodness. Every year has been a story of His grace, and every challenge has become an opportunity to see His faithfulness unfold. Our family has been serving faithfully with Phnom Penh Church (PPC) for over a decade now. Our calling is simple yet deeply meaningful to disci...