If you spent only a few weeks in a city of approximately 1,328,000 people on the other side of the world, would you expect that your main transportation contact would remember your name a year and a half later?
However, I received this e-mail from my teammate Tim Dixon who is out on the field squad leading:
I was seeing a team off Monday morning that was going to Siem Reap and heard a familiar voice call out my name, and it was Puun.Â My memory is terrible and so I didn’t remember his name until after our conversation but he proceeded to name off all of you and ask where you were.Â It was a complete encouragement for me because sometimes when you just spend a month in a place and move on you wonder what impact you had.Â Well a tuk tuk driver we worked with in month 3 remembers our names over a year and a half later.
Honestly it made me shed a few tears.
It also reminded me of one of my girls in Thailand, Ae. The first night I met her in the bar I doodled while she served other customers and at the end of the evening I handed the picture to her. I don’t remember what it was, but I do remember her reaction and it was shock that she was on the receiving end of a thoughtful gesture. She had a precious, gentle nature about her but it was evident in our conversations that she felt worthless and without much hope.
Several months ago I received an email with picture attachments. Ae was smiling, joyful and surrounded by people. She is no longer working in the bar but is on staff with a Christian organization that “reaches out to women and teens working in the red-light district who are in, at-risk of, and coming out of prostitution and trafficking.”
When you travel so much and only live somewhere for a few weeks you wonder if it really made an impact. It is encouraging when you find out it did.
I encourage you to intentionally build relationships with others, even if it is only for a short season, you never know how God may use that time in their life… and yours.