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Come Alive

Ready for a question: One. Two. Three.

What makes you come alive?

Quick.

What’s your answer?

I was sifting through old photos a couple days ago, and came across this one from my travels in Cambodia Summer 2011. My heart races when I look at this photo. Why? Because nothing makes me feel more alive than traveling and working with villagers, orphans, and victims of sex trafficking. I know, not your typical answer from an 20 something HR girl, but that’s my answer.

Before the sun even rises, I’m at work. Around dinner time, I leave the office, only to do more work at home. The result: I work probably 50+ hours a week. Yet all the while, I feel so alive. I know that working in the corporate world is making it possible for me to live out my dream to travel and help the oppressed, the down-and-outters.

My day job as an HR girl allows me to see and hear a lot. Over the past couple months I’ve notice that people in our world are seemingly “burnt-out” they lack that passion in their eyes. They’ve worked so hard for the American Dream, they go to their 8-5 job, go home to wine and dine, then catch a few hours of beauty sleep only to do it all over again. It’s a cycle. In the process of trying to achieve their American Dream, they’ve lost it all. They’ve lost the purpose and meaning of life.

I have a new theory (as always). We have to have a passion, something that makes us come alive, if we want to live life to the fullest. We all need something that makes us come alive. The American Dream isn’t going to be our answer.

Why? If we don’t, we’ll go through the routine of life mundanely, bored, and on the verge of being burnt out. And let’s be honest, that’s no way to live.

So again – here’s my question: What makes you come alive?

Go after it.

Find your passion and purpose and move with courage.

Kampong Thom, Cambodia // Summer 2011

Be Inspired + Create

Johannesburg

There are certain moments in life that I miss.
This is one of them: Traveling across the world with some of my dearest friends &
playing games in abandoned fields with village kids.

Take me back to South Africa.
My feet are longing to be on foreign soil.

Johannesburg, South Africa

Be Inspired + Create

Life is a Story.

I’ve been exploring a thought lately: that life is a story. We are all characters in one grand story, but each of us have stories of our own as well. We work alongside the Master Storyteller, playing a role in His story and creating our own. Each day we are presented choices, opportunity, and perhaps even conflict that carry our story on. While I could expand on the thoughts and theories of life as a story, I believe that it comes down to this:

We exist to live out a beautiful story.

I trust that we work alongside the Master Storyteller to co-write our story. Although some may think that only the story teller moves the story along, I’d like to think that the character also  has a vital part to play in moving the story along. You see, the character has a personality and therefore has the ability to make choices.

I am a character in my story. With the ability to shape my story. With that in mind, I want my story to be one of breathing life. I desire for my character to bring a piece of heaven to earth and to move with purpose.

So let the story begin.

January 2009 I boarded a plane with no idea where I was headed. I was a first year intern with Go International, getting ready to take part in one of the biggest adventures: The Mystery Trip. I suppose one could say its Missions meets The Amazing Race. For all I knew I was going to be heading to the land down under, Australia. In fact, I’ll be honest with you, I was wishing on the stars that Australia would be my final destination. After all, it is the dream land.

Our team landed in Seoul, Korea and a few of us interns were determined that we’d be hopping on the next plane headed for Sydney. I’d say I was secretly hoping that Sydney was our destination, but I’m not so sure I really kept it a secret. Through a series of questions and answers, Cambodia was revealed as our final destination.

Silence struck. My heart sank. Cambodia was not the vision.

I mustered up as much “excitement” as possible as I cheered with the rest of the interns that we were going to Cambodia.

As we took the next plane to Phnom Phen, Cambodia I wrestled with the thought of being in Asia. To be honest, I’ve never had the desire to go to Asia. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect.

What happened next was definitely NOT expected. I fell in love with the nation of Cambodia. All it took was one little orphan girl who held my hand and tugged on my heart. Her smile was contagious. Her beauty was captivating.

Everyday our team would go to the orphanage where this little beauty lived. And without fail, she would come and find me. It wasn’t long before I taught her how to take photos. She was a mini me. A mini shutter bug. She would get her friends to pose, position them, count “1 2 3”, then snap a photo. Her face would light up as she and I looked at the photo she took, and the most beautiful smile would appear on her face. She was learning how to tell a story through photography and in the meantime she was impacting MY story.

Not a day goes by that I do not think of this little beauty. She is only one. One of 163 million orphans in the world. 100,000 children in Cambodia have the same reality as this little beauty. Out of those 100,000 children many of them will go to sleep on the streets and are at risk of being exploited for sex trafficking. This reality breaks my heart.

My heart burns with this desire: “To do right! Seek Justice, encourage the oppressed, defend the cause of the fatherless, plead the case of the widow” (Isaiah 1:17). This June, I will be heading back with Go International to the nation that captured my heart, Cambodia. Not only do I hope to find the little beauty who impacted my story, but I will have the opportunity to create change in the stories and realities of orphans like the little beauty’s.

While in Cambodia, we will be working alongside the local government to rescue orphans off the streets and place them in an orphanage. Our team, will also be building a farm that will sustain the orphans that are rescued. This farm will provide the orphans with 3 meals a day, and create revenue in order to provide for clothing, housing, and an education. Our team will also be hosting a Night of Refuge, working with girls who are exploited for sex trafficking.

Every great story has several things in common. They all have a character who wants something, but must face some sort of conflict to achieve their goal. This story is no exception.

I am a character in a story. My desire is to change the realities of orphans and victims of sex trafficking. However, alongside this desire comes the obstacle: a price tag of $2,700.

I am asking you as my friends and family to come along side me and be apart of this beautiful story of changing the realities of the people of Cambodia.

This story is to be continued.

 

*If you would like to sponsor me on this journey back to Cambodia- Please make checks payable to Go International. *For more information on how to join me in Cambodia- message me or visit GoInternational.tv

Mail to: Lindsey Clark 5356 E. 81st Street #1338 Tulsa, Ok 74137