I cannot even begin to imagine what life is like for these who work at the Phnom Penh dump.  The smell alone is enough to make one flee for their life.  Then there are the flies.  So many flies that a lot of the pictures I took didn’t turn out because my camera had trouble focusing through the mass of them.  Your heart cannot help but feel for these desperate human beings, without food and shelter, and without the Savior.  May God give us compassion, and may we be moved to action.

Flies, millions upon millions of flies.  So many I had trouble getting even one clear shot.  The smell overcomes you, forcing you to breath through your mouth, and then you see them.  Hundreds of human beings scurrying on the mounds of decomposing waste.  Many portions are aflame, sending pitch black smoke into the air.  The Phnom Penh dump is not pretty, but it is reality.