Village Shenanigans

Dearest Family and Friends,

There are so many wonderful things happening over here.  During the past month, there have been many new changes. God has been blessing me amazing new ways.

I mentioned in the last newsletter that I was moving out to the village called Puok, which is about a half hour from where I lived before in Siem Reap. Well, I have been in Puok for one month already, and I am so in love with this place!

I’ve settled in nicely to the quiet yet adventurous life in this village. Other than the giant rats that live in the ceiling and the monstrous river spiders that I find in my bathroom on a daily basis, I am adjusting to village life very well.

Twice a week we ride our bikes out to the real and raw villages. Each Thursday we spend a day with the wide eyed, dirt covered faces, curious, playful village children that eagerly come to sing songs, play games, and listen to Bible stories.

Every Friday, we ride our bikes 30 minutes out to another small village to lead a Bible study for adults 40 to 55 years of age. Right now we are explaining the Apostle’s Creed and praying with them. The Bible study is held at the chief’s house. He is a new believer and so eager and hungry to learn anything he can about God and the Bible. The chief and his wife are extremely hospitable and welcoming! I am so excited and honored to each week to spend time with them.

Finally I am teaching a Music Theory class! My new students are learning fast, we have so much fun together and I am having a great time teaching them! We are working really hard on rhythm right now. It will take time, but I am confident they will get it! I have only four students in my music class, but I am hopeful more will come in the future and I very much appreciate the many benefits of a small class as I build relationships with them.

Sundays we have morning fellowship with our students. Unfortunately, not many of them come. Right now just about 6-7 students join. We are praying for more, and in the meantime, being faithful to teach and disciple the few that we have.  I am helping lead worship for Sunday mornings. This is a new experience for me, but I am really enjoy it, and hope to improve and am asking God to especially bless me in this area because of course we usually only sing songs in the Khmer language for worship music. I am learning Khmer daily and am thankful for all that I have learned, but desire to comprehend and learn so much more as I share the gospel with my new friends in my new home here in Puok.
I had a revelation this past week of how immeasurably blessed I am to be living my dream. My heart for missions has been growing for years and I just tear up when I am in the village sharing the gospel with the Khmer people. Discipleship warms me down to my heart. God is so very good.

Soon after I arrived in Cambodia I began asking you all to pray that God would send me a friend to serve here with me while I am here. I don't know specifics on the details of how you were praying this over me, but God has blessed me with a lifelong partner! Surprise! His name is Caleb Moseley. He is from Colorado, but also spent some growing up years in Bend, Oregon. He is a missionary kid in a family with seven siblings. We met at International Church (cute) while he was here on his YWAM DTS Outreach. He was one of the guys I mentioned that I took fishing in my last update. Well turns out that God had been calling him to missions in Cambodia for a couple months. He is here for two years heading up the Media Department at the Siem Reap. We kept in close contact while he was home in Colorado saying goodbye to family and preparing to return to Cambodia. He bravely asked my parents for permission to pursue me in a biblical courtship and we are now officially “courting.” I am so happy and excited to serve in missions alongside this godly man!

Some prayer point for this next month would be:

1. Wisdom and guidance for teaching in the village and building relationships.
2. Strength as I will be in charge of and leading the base in the village this week. All the other staff has left to attend a conference and have left me in charge. 
3. Prayer for blessing on Caleb and I as we start our journey together. 
4. Pray that my spirits would remain high and my attitude would stay joyful and hopeful. It has been pretty challenging this past month and I have felt discouraged and down. I want to remain positive and, I want to be a light here. 
5. Prayer for finances and that God would keep providing all I need with monthly support, and potentially a mode of transportation. Since I've been in the village travel to the locations I need to get to have increased transportation costs. I am praying that God will provide all of the funds needed to purchase a small moto. In the long run it will be much cheaper.
6. Lastly, courage to face the big spiders in my bathroom each morning.

Once again I am so blessed to have such a strong church family and community back home. All of your prayers and support help me here immensely!
May our God Jehovah be with you and bless you!

With Love,

Beth

Sunrises

Dear Friends and Family!

It’s February! New beginnings, new journals, new years, new sunrises.  All of them give me hope. I really believe that Papa is going to do some amazing things during this next year. I wake up each day with watchful eyes to see how and where God will moving. 

There is a book that came out recently called A Thousand Gifts, about being thankful for the little and big things that we experience and see each day. A friend of mine let me read it, and to put it lightly, I devoured it. The past few months it has been pretty tough for me finding things to be thankful for. God brought that book to me just in time and used it to transform my heart - I am being so much more thankful :) I highly recommend it!  

A week ago, my leader approached me to prayerfully consider co-running a program for kids who are interested in missions, called Kings Kids.  There isn’t a Kings Kids program currently running in Cambodia yet, so this will be a great pioneering experience for me. We will be training the kids to learn how to share the gospel, share their testimonies in front of groups, prayer walking, and learning songs!!  After the training, we will take them and their parents to Phnom Penh and do an outreach. Is there anything more humbling and exciting than helping to empower Papa’s small children to go into the nations and share the good news?  I am quite excited! 

We were out in the village of Pouk (Poowk – the “k” is mostly silent) about three weeks ago, and I had the opportunity to take a team from Montana fishing in a nearby canal…Cambodian style!  Getting to bond with fellow Americans over a fishnet was so exciting!  Montanans are fishermen by trade, so they all got the hang of it pretty fast.  We left with 12 bait-sized fish and far too many snails (which may sound pathetic but that’s a pretty good catch around here.).  There was only 1 leech casualty, which the young lady handled it quite well, so they were all pretty good sports and we enjoyed the fried fish for lunch. Good way to start the New Year! (Dee would be so proud.)

My students are so much brighter than they give themselves credit for. My favorite time of teaching is always Wednesday, as I am free to share the gospel and answer any questions they have about God and His Word.  We all pray together, and this past month has been EXPLOSIVE with the softening of hearts!  Almost everyone wants a Bible. One of my students is from Thailand, and he has been consumed with curiosity about the Bible, and God, and Heaven and Hell.  His English is phenomenal, and he really enjoys reading about philosophy. Keep Chane in your prayers :)  He asked me to point him towards some podcasts and pastors, so I gave him some John Maxwell sermons to listen to and think about.  

Also, my new believer-student, Reachany is very faithful in her Bible reading and prayer. She has questions for us all the time! But she really needs A LOT of prayer! Her family is noticing that something is different about her, and they are tense and worried about her leaving the Buddhist religion. They have called a fortune teller to come and meet with her, so that they can “figure out what wrong with her”  Poor Reachany is terrified that the fortune teller will know that she is washed by the blood of the Lamb, and then tell her parents, resulting in her getting kicked out of the house. 

                                             This is Reachany after our ukulele lesson!!

                                    My students after I made them a team building game.
                                                      They were glad it was over.

                                                                       After music class shenanigans     

Her parents and older siblings have been forcing her to wear a red string on her wrist, which has been “blessed” by one of the Buddhist monks.  It is meant to bring good luck and protection, more specifically protection from demons. Reachany hates wearing it, but doesn’t want to disrespect her parents and doesn’t want to get kicked out. She is still in her mid teens. She loves her family so much, and all of these things are really causing a lot of turmoil inside of her. Please lift her life up to Papa, and cover her in prayer! Pray for intervention, and anointing from the Holy Spirit.

Alright, now time for some exciting news!  After much prayer, and talking to the base leadership, I will be moving out to that small, rural village of Pouk to continue teaching English and music.  I am pretty thrilled about this move as Pouk takes my breath away with its beauty. Muddy oxen trudging on narrow roads. The soothing trickle of streams filled with those little fish. Clean wind rushing through the palm and fig trees.  Wide open rice fields with winding paths. And sunsets blazing on fire!  Smiling children peer out from trees and houses, and they often pour onto the dirt roads and follow me with curiosity. God is good :) He leads me beside still waters and renews my spirit.

                                              Me teaching a team from Montana how to fish with a net, in Pouk village.

One last thing before I go to sleep! God totally answered a prayer that I have been praying since I got here. And one that I know some of you have been praying for me as well. He brought me not one, but two really phenomenal friends that I get to go deep with! I have been blessed beyond what I prayed, and I am so thankful for my new friends. One is from America and one from Costa Rica :) So praise the Lord! He is faithful.  My heath is great! Thank you for those prayers! Please keep me in your prayers as I move out to the village and start doing ministry there. Pray that God would send more people to come to Cambodia and glorify God by expanding His kingdom. 

I want you all to know that I was so moved to hear about all of the prayers you were praying over me during the 5 Days of Prayer. I still am moved. I can honestly say that during those five days, I really felt the Holy Spirit with me each day. And it has been one good day after another since then :) Thank you so much!  P.S. If you would like to know how to pronounce “Pouk” ask my parents. They are pros now at Khmer pronunciation ;) 

I still miss you all tremendously!  May God be with you :) 

Yours In Christ, 

Bethany Dittman 

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

Greetings Dear Friends and Family!

I can't believe Christmas is already here! I hope that you are all enjoying the appropriate music, hot beverages, and jolly company of loved ones around you.     

 There are signs of Christmas here in Cambodia as well.  The other day I saw a Christmas tree made out of yogurt containers and tinsel(which sounded pretty oregonian if you ask me ;] )

No signs of snow yet, but I check my window each morning, just in case.

Technically it is the "Cold Season" here in the kingdom, but with the 88 degree temperature and 49% humidity you wouldn't be able to tell.  It has cooled off tremendously!! I wore a sweater today, for about 30 minutes. I refuse to not wear a sweater at least once in December, no matter where int he world I am.

The term for our little school as Spein Neak has closed. We held a large closing program for our students, and gave them their progress report cards. Boy were they ever anxious to get their report cards! My students did exceptionally well! Each one made massive progress this term. And each is looking forward to expanding their skills in this new opening term. Khmer schools don't have a Christmas break, and neither does our school. The YWAM base however does take Christmas break off. We are very blessed to have a team from France come and take over our classes until our return on January 4.   

This was my first full term of teaching ever, I am blessed beyond words to have this opportunity to teach and learn so much from my students.  They have opened up their homes to me, invited me in with all the love and generosity I could ever ask for.  This country is rich with the kindness of khmer hearts.   (Some pictures from graduation) 

 (My student Dochea- pronounced Do-ch- yeh)

After the term ended, all of the teachers put together small short Discipleship Training Program for students who had shown interest this past term in knowing more about God. We planned skits, stories, lessons, and small group sessions.   

Hallelujah Praise the Lord!!! My student that I am the closest with accepted Christ as her Lord and Savior last week! :) Her name is Reachany (pronounced- Ree-chan-ee), she has been searching for answers and desiring to know more about God for months now. She got a Bible, and is so excited to grow in her relationship with the Lord. I can see the change in her, she really honestly glows with joy and new life.  I have to be careful though, every time we eat together, and I forget to pray for our food, she always reminds me, "ahem teacher…..pray for that first." She is onto me ;)

Reachany and I will be meeting on Saturdays for discipleship and help on her homework.  Please keep Reachany in your prayers!

Starting on the 19th is Christmas break!! I am so excited to rest and spend time in the Word, and praying for the coming season. I will be trekking down south to Phnom Penh, to stay with my non-biological aunt and uncle, Dave and Lisa Everitt. They are the first people I stayed with when I came two years ago.

Funny enough, they are from Portland Oregon. The Christian world is so small!  I will also be spending some time in a village called Prey Chhor in Kampong Cham province with a lovely khmer family.  They pastor a church there, and I got an invite for the Christmas service! (Here are some pictures of my time so far!)

                            (Some of the adults singing Christmas songs)

                                         (The children's Nativity skit)

(Traditional khmer apsara dance. My friend Raksmey is in the green dress on the left.)

    (The demon Christmas turkey and chases you if you don't watch your back.)

There have been some concerning issues with my health the past few weeks.  

I have had stomach problems for the past 14 days. When I went in to the doctor two weeks ago to see what could be wrong, they didn't find anything.  It doesn't seem to matter what I eat, nothing helps so far. 

Last week I was having serious nausea and abdominal pain. The doctor here believes that it is colitis, and gave me an antibiotic, which didn't work. I was so blessed to be able to get in touch with Dr. Julie Gilbert, who recommended the correct meds. 

Unfortunately,  I was too late to catch the colitis before it triggered a serious asthma attack. 

Needless to say,  it has been a mess of trying to find the right meds, and struggling to breathe while doing the simplest of things.  The air pollution, dust and smoke here makes breathing with asthmatic lung more challenging.  

I am praying that I am on the upside of all sickness, but I just don't know yet.  Clinics here are quite frustrating.  It's only money to them. 

It breaks my heart, and makes me 100% more appreciative of my doctor back home.  

Will you please pray with me about all of these things?  Some other expat missionaries here are telling me to get home and stay home. I only want God's will in this situation.

One last thing! I just wanted to say that my birthday was on the 20th!

And wanted all of you to know that the past 23 years of my life would not be the same without you.  When I think of home, my first thoughts are not about evergreens,  the Pacific ocean or even the green forest trails for hiking. No, my first thoughts are of the people who I love so dearly.  I have warm memories with each one of you, and those memories are tucked deep inside my heart.  On the hard days, I pull them out, and dwell in nostalgia to help ease my homesickness.

Thank you for welcoming me in with open arms and loving me with a love that is more than any girl could ask for.

God be with you all, and have yourself a merry little Christmas

With Heart,

Beth

                           (Snowmen DO exist in Cambodia! With my God all things are possible!)

                                                   (Khmer Santa!) 

Tides Of Valediction

     Saying goodbye to your closest people is like ….. saying goodbye to the ocean.
Knowing that nothing, not even the crashing waves can call "stay!" and pull you back out to sea. It's gut wrenching.
Such unnatural vibes. Unnatural tides
"Missing you comes in waves,
and right now I am drowning."
Fighting against the tides is seemingly more unattainable then I ever thought it would be.
Keeping my tides from rolling in everyday is quite litcherally futile. At least that's how it is here.

So on a sad note, I write (maybe more for myself) in search of the potential perk of valediction.

Tim Foreman said, "You can't call it love until you've lost. If you love someone this is what it costs."    Jon Foreman asked the question, "Do you love me enough to let me go?"  I appreciate and contemplate these daily.
Lately there has been a different variation of that question:

"Do you, Beth, love Me, Papa, enough to let them go, and come away with Me?"  
Licherally had no idea the depth that this question held when I said "yes" 4 years ago.
Sometimes saying goodbye is just a painful way of saying "I love You" to Papa. Trusting that His voyages are the right voyages. Even when you get caught in sea storms.

I will never forget that figurative moment, when "I boarded this sailing vessel and let go of everyones hands all at once. I shoved off, my sails filled with the breath of the Holy Spirit, headed towards my True North. Seagulls overhead as I watched everyones faces shrink into the distance, Washington and Oregon faded as we headed toward the setting sun."  Sounds adventurous, right?
To be honest, I never once felt brave or adventurous that day.
Only obedient, minutely hopeful and called. That day my heart broke, for the second time.

The perk to the valediction was that, this time, I deeply, fully understood what I was leaving behind.
Suddenly I was living without the luxury of rolling outta bed in the morning and wandering into the same living room with my crazy, equally as groggy but loving family members.

Going about each day without morning coffee with my mom and sister.

Trekking to find new jams without my dads company.

Having to journal my deepest thoughts without my resting my head against my faithful, spirited and valiant canine friend.

Living without taking the northbound train to visit my dearest nonbiological family in Kingston, WA whenever I wanted.

I was without the evergreens and loose leaf tea.

Without the Puget Sound and forest trails for hiking.

Without my most cherish and heart harbored friend.

It's been a lengthy, arduous voyage.

"How blessed I am to have something so hard to say goodbye to." said Winnie the Pooh

I once neglected to recognize my abundance of blessings.  Never again.
These are my souvenirs.
And enough is a feast, after all.
The people in this new land, they don't understand what I left behind when I came here. And I have to be okay with that. These are MY souvenirs.

"You feel your heart beat loudest when it's breaking."
I would rather feel my heart beating from brokeness than not feel it beating at all.

I am moved to write this today on account that my closest friend, in this place, just left for his voyage.
Godspeed Kyle.

Just when I think I haven't got another goodbye in me, I find that if I search my hollow harbor deep enough, there is usually one hiding under a tide somewhere.

So today, I can't bring myself to believe that a goodbye is a new beginning on my end, but rather just another saltwater tempest.  I sail on knowing the winds will die down, and the waves will find their peace again.
Today I am gripping the mast to brace myself against the storm, like so many times before.
Goodbyes never get easier. And they shouldn't.
"I know that there's a meaning to it all. A little resurrection every time I fall."
"My hope is anchored on the Other Side."

If Grace Is An Ocean, We're All Sinking

Hello Dear Friends and Family! 

I am so blessed to be able to share my heart and recent events with you. Email and blogs makes it a great era to be a missionary!  

God is good! His grace is as vast as the ocean!

With each passing month, I find myself more and more endeared to this warm land. As I peddle my bike through the city of Siem Reap each day, the frowns and squinting faces used to follow me with curious eyes.  I decided to make the most of it by smiling as big as I can and saying, "Prey Ong protian bpoh!” (God bless you!) as I glide past them.  Frowns turn upside down, and squinty eyes grow wider with joy! Now I thoroughly enjoy my bike ride back and forth. The regulars and familiar faces are almost as eager to greet me as I am to greet them each time.  I pray that the Holy Spirit would go with me and flood these streets and roads with His presence. 

This past month has been so incredible! Each of my students aced their midterms! Yay! :D They are so brilliant and eager to learn the English language.  I have had the opportunity to spend some quality time with a few of my students, going to the markets or just sitting and talking, listening to their stories and praying for them.  All of the teachers put together a HUGE Love Feast. We decorated the class rooms, made dinner, served our students, and some teachers prepared special music numbers. The theme was God's Overwhelming, Unconditional Love. We were all invited to join the Kings table, and glorify Papa by loving one another.  

What an intense evening!  We had 107 boxes of food, and there were 106 students.  Our room was pretty small as well, made for maybe 55 people. We only had about two working fans. But NONE of that seemed to matter! :) As crazy as it was at times, I personally was extremely excited about the whole evening! I was very excited to see how Papa was going to move through the hearts of our students. I was so anxiously excited to serve each student, smile and laugh, pray for and encourage them.  God is moving over here in this small kingdom!  Please continue to pray for our students to remain faithful in coming to class and Wednesday Fellowship!  Pray that God would continue to speak to each student and bring them closer to His heart. 

Pray that the spiritual chains of bondage that are holding these kids back, would be broken by the blood of the Lamb, in the name of Jesus Christ!

My language lessons this past month have been quite frustrating. Sometimes, I feel like I am hitting a wall….. please pray for a breakthrough! 

Here in Cambodia, this whole week is the Water Festival. It’s a time for the people to give thanks for the rice harvest by worshiping the moon and the water. They have huge boat races for the next few days and offer a lot of gifts to the spirits. We don't have school at all this week, mostly because all of our students are gone back to their home villages to be with their families and celebrate traditions.  This is a really strong time of spiritual warfare and we are all praying for the Holy Spirit to be victorious in the hearts of the Khmer people during this time. And that they would come to know and worship the God who created the water and the moon for HIS glory.

Please keep me in your prayers. There have been a few uncomfortable situations with the base leadership this month. There are days when I struggle to forgive.

During my prayer times, Papa spoke to me through His Word. And He gave me clear understanding of how an unforgiving heart will lead to a lot of other things, including a heart of bitterness. He also brought to light MANY times when He had allowed me to dive into His ocean of grace, soaking in His sweet forgiveness.  

I am so thankful that Papa doesn't forgive like I do.  Lacking joy or dare I admit it, not at all. I am so humbled and deeply thankful that when He was staggering through the city of Jerusalem, the sin of the world on His shoulders, that He never once said in His heart, "I wish that this was you instead of me. You deserve this, not me." And that He didn't harbor hateful thoughts towards me for my portion of sin that he was carrying.   I am deeply humbled.  I am forgiven. 

I do not deserve His Grace Gift, but I am not too proud to snatch it out of His hands when He offers it, and devour it in His presence. 

        It reminded me of a time when I was in town about two weeks ago.  A man offered me a gospel track in the city. I looked at it, smiled, and waving my hand over it said, "Thanks but I don't need it. I already know Jesus."  

  I thought I was being polite and helping that man to save paper by giving the track to someone who may not have a Bible already. But actually, when I looked deeper, Papa showed me that situation tied into my arrogant lack of grace.  Why not just encourage that man by accepting the tract and rejoicing together in our shared faith?   

 I will eagerly receive a gospel track next time. If anything, its a great reminder, and then I have it to share with someone else.  

This Is Amazing Grace by Bethel Live

How He Loves by David Crowder

-John 1:16 "Out of his fullness we have all received grace…"

-Ephesians 2:8 "For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God."

-Ephesians 3:7 "I became a servant of this gospel by the gift of God’s grace given me through the working of his power."

Please continue to remember me in your prayers! 

Pray that I would stay healthy!

Pray that Papa would bless me with a close friend here! 

Pray that God would continue to help me learn this language!

And please also pray that Gods grace and love would shine bright in this dark place.

I miss all of you so much. Joy, humility, passion and deep euphoria fill my soul when I remember your support and prayers. I thank Papa for you daily!

Stay strong!  Keep up the good flight!

Love Always,

Beth Dittman

Small Beginnings

Greetings Friends and Family from the kingdom of Cambodia:

It has been a month and a half since my arrival and I believe I am nearly adjusted. 

Thank you for your faithful prayers and support! 

I rejoice each day for where I am during this season of my life. It has been so great to be back here, teaching, learning the language, spending time with my old students, and mostly just being a part of God's plan for Cambodia. 

(pics of my arrival)

My body is pretty well adjusted to the heat. Unfortunately, it is having a hard time producing enough blood to keep up with the mosquitos ;) I think my stomach is almost adjusted to Khmer (Cambodian) food. PRAISE THE LORD!! It's been a rough month in that area. I went for my first run the other day!!! Let me tell you, it was only fifteen minutes, but I almost called a moto driver to take me back home. I've never been so flamingly overheated in my life!!! I plan on continuing these running endeavors at least every other day.
Prayers are really appreciated!

The rain comes in bucket loads almost daily, bringing flashes of lighting and booming thunder with it. It’s not like Oregon rain, and I have to remember that I am no longer surrounded by Oregonians.  When it rains here nearly everything stops. People run for cover and wait. My students stay home, and I get weird looks when I throw on a hoodie and march on down the muddy road.

(monsoon on a Sunday)

I just finished my third week of teaching! The past five days have been a little scary, and a tiny bit stressful,but overall very fulfilling and quite an adventure.

I have about 10 students in each class with an age range of 12-22, and all of them are brilliant! My first class is a reading class, and none of my students speak English so giving instructions and explaining things is awesome and VERY tricky! I am praising the Lord for being bigger than language barriers! Ha ha

(These are some pictures of my students studying prefixes during class.)

Already one of my students is asking about God and she is hungry to know more about Him. Sadly, she is too afraid to take a step toward salvation because she knows her family will kick her out of the house. She is only sixteen-years-old.

Please pray for her and God’s plan in her life.

This next weekend is a Khmer holiday called Puchum Ben, and so all of Cambodia is preparing to celebrate. Starting on Saturday everyone will go to their home village and worship their false gods at the pagodas, offering food, money, and prayers. Most of my students will be joining their family for the holiday, and it just makes me pray for them more earnestly! I want them to know the True God actually hears their prayers.
One of my students named Luke (pronounced Luka) is a solid believer in Jesus Christ, and he is bold in sharing his faith.  He invited me to go to a gathering at his church during the pagan holiday. We are going to spend most of the time in prayer for the rest of our class. I praise God for blessing me with my student Luke! Keep him in your prayers.

If you would also pray for our base to receive more staff that would be a HUGE blessing. We are pretty shorthanded around here.

Please pray for me to stay strong and not get too overwhelmed with homesickness.

I miss all of you so much. Joy, humility, passion and deep euphoria fill my soul when I remember your support and prayers. I thank Papa for you daily!

Stay strong!  Keep up the good flight!

Love Always,

Beth Dittman