In the last two days we had our 1st and 2nd day of English camp at Rescue 2. The day consists of getting on the bus at 6:30, going on a 45 minute bus ride to Rescue, and then having worship there with the students and kids (in Khmer of coarse). We then have our morning block of English camp where we do group activities, small group time, and lessons. They don't really feel like lessons though. It feels like fun, getting to know the students and just having a great time. After lunch we come back and have more games and lessons. Then what everyone looks forward to, time with the "little cuties". The kids and people here are so full of love and energy. Even when I'm sweating buckets, and woke up on the wrong side of the bed, they make me completely forget about that when they smile and run to greet us. I don't think I've ever met such friendly kids who love everyone they meet. The best part of the day is showing up in that bus and being swarmed by all the smiles. My Khmer isn't the best so even if we don't talk to each other, you can feel the love. And that's the love God has given every single one of those kids. They have all come from tough situations that I can't imagine or even try to relate to. They show me that God truly has a plan for each and everyone of us and that he always has our backs. So honestly this week we may be called the teachers, but they are the ones teaching us. As I am writing this I realize all of that, and it's only the 2nd day of English camp.