All I can think about is Cambodia.
I remember the time, when I first joined the church, after my Road to Damascus conversion, that two women had talked to the congregation about their mission to paint a prison in Phnom Penh.
They had spent ten years in Cambodia.
I didn’t know, when I heard them, that God was sowing a seed.
But what about my dreams for being an actor.
Had God taken me to the Italia Conti Academy of Theatre Arts for nothing?
Had I spent 3 years of my life training at one of the U.K’s oldest, most famous drama schools to throw it all away and become a missionary.
I had left twice, but my friend and Christian mentor / father figure Steve Curran had inspired me to return and get my degree.
I had fought through drama school.
At the age of 33, surrounded by a gaggle of giggling, hormonal teenage girls and me with my own anxieties and insecurities, drama school had been the toughest character test of my life to date.
But I’d graduated age 36 with a Bachelors of Arts in Acting, which would later become so important.
Not only that, Nick Moseley, Head of Acting, and a strong mentor, had nominated me Most Promising Newcomer for the Spotlight Award. Furthermore, I had come in the top eight graduates in the country at the BBC’s Carlton Hobbs Radio Acting Awards.
Earlier hints at my dream being realized of becoming a Hollywood MOVIE STAR, such as my role age 18 in BBC 1’s CASUALTY, or acting alongside the now Hollywood star IDRIS ELBA in a short film I had written the screenplay for …
Was God saying I should throw this all away, forget my dreams of Hollywood success, and set sail to serve JESUS in a far away land.
I struggled for months, years with this internal battle and the words of JESUS echoed in my heart every second of every day:
For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me and for the gospel will save it.
- Mark 8:35
And now, after obeying the call, here I was, ten years later, homeless, penniless, friendless, on the streets of Phnom Penh, addicted to Crystal Meth and about to be arrested and imprisoned for ten years …
… abandoned by my ‘church’ and Christian brothers and sisters and left alone to rot on the streets by my family…
Is this how JESUS had felt ?
Is that what the bible meant?
He was despised and rejected.
- Isaiah 53.3
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