My dog howled every time I hit a certain note on my bamboo flute. He would lift up his head and cry as if he were calling upon a sweetheart in another village. I am not musically inclined in any form or fashion, but it was about time I learned more about Cambodian music and learn how to play at least one traditional instrument, even if it was only my dog who appreciated my level of playing.
When in Cambodia, I had the opportunity to meet and interact with Sairengpuia Sailo. He was a missionary sent out from Mizoram, Northeast India as a missionary to Cambodia.
I encourage you to learn the language until it hurts. And when it hurts, don’t give up; push through.
If people speak two or three languages, which language would I recommend a missionary should learn and use?
Jesus bled red for the Jew, for the Burmese, for the Ethiopian, for the man, and for the woman.
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