The Hourngs in Cambodia!

At PPC church during Offertory with David: I can't believe my son is teaching me how to have a heart that gives freely! As a family serving in Cambodia, we have always held on to one simple belief. God has blessed us so that we can be a 👉  blessing to others . Not only to those who already know Him, but especially to those who have yet to know Christ. We say this often. We pray about it. We try to live it out in small, daily ways. And this week, we saw it come alive through our son David in such a beautiful and unexpected way. There are moments in parenting that quietly stay in your heart. Not because they are grand or extraordinary, but because they reveal something deeper. Something eternal. Something that reminds you that God is truly at work in your home. This week was one of those moments for me. A Simple Beginning When David was younger, giving was something we taught him in a very simple way. Every Sunday, when the offering pouch was passed around, I would quietly give him ...

Last night, during our prayer before bed, our little family of three ended up laughing more than we expected. We were supposed to pray and sleep early. But as we sat together, stories started flowing. Stories about our childhood. Stories about hardship. Stories about scars. David laughed the hardest. He could not believe how different our lives were when we were his age. He and his cousin Pich live in a generation filled with technology, comfort, and convenience. We grew up in a very different world. We told him how we never said we were bored. There was always something to do. If we did not have toys, we made our own games. We created fun out of nothing. We climbed trees. We ran barefoot. We worked. My husband shared how, as the only boy among three sisters, he had responsibilities early in life. His job was to fill five large clay jars with water for cooking and washing. He fetched water from the Mekong River in front of their house. Every day. At eight years old, he learned how to...

This week has been one of those weeks where everything seems to happen all at once. Our house has been full of movement, noise, laughter, tired bodies, and full hearts. It is busy in a good way, and yet busy enough to make me pause and reflect. We are thankful. Truly thankful. The two schools we have been praying for, AIS and Pannasastra, finally responded. They did not just respond politely. They placed orders for brownies . And then the orders doubled. What started as a small prayer suddenly became nonstop baking. Our kitchen turned into a workspace every night. After coming home from the university and sitting down for dinner, we no longer rested. We worked. All of us. David had already started measuring ingredients even before I arrived. He memorized the measurements. He is so good at it. Except for cracking eggs. He still dislikes that part, and I understand. Autism shows itself in small but real ways. So I step in there. After mixing everything together, Dad takes over. He tran...

There are days when the Bible speaks so directly to our heart that we know it is exactly what we need at that moment. Today is that kind of day for me. Our verse is from 2 Timothy 1:7. It says that God did not give us a spirit that makes us timid. Instead He gave us power love and self discipline. This verse stays with me as I write today. I can see how much I need this truth in my life as a mother, as a wife, as a servant of God, as a lecturer, and as a simple believer learning each day what it means to walk with Jesus. Yesterday’s little moment with our son David helped me see this truth in action. We always try to be intentional in teaching him values. But most of the time we know very well that talking alone is not enough. If we only speak without showing, he will not listen or understand. We have learned again and again that the best lessons come from example. God keeps reminding me of something simple. I must live out the values I want him to learn. I must be quick to listen, slo...

Last night during dinner, David began sharing stories from his day at school. These moments around the table are some of my favorites simple, ordinary, yet full of hidden lessons that often reflect deeper truths about life and faith. He told us that after P.E. class, he was the only one among his 7th-grade classmates who took a shower. The rest of them were, in his words, “too lazy to do it.” He laughed as he told us how quiet the shower room was without anyone teasing or bickering. I smiled and thought to myself how refreshing it is to see him growing into a young man who values cleanliness and enjoys the small moments of solitude. Then, with a change in tone, he shared something that caught my heart. “One of my friends from another class shaved his head today,” he said softly. “He looked really sad, so I sat beside him on the bench.” I asked what happened, and David told us that his friend’s father had just passed away. His friend had shaved his head as part of their Buddhist funera...