I’ve never posted my images taken from the day, over a year ago, when I visited Toul Sleng prison and the Killing Fields at Choeung Ek in and outside Phnom Penh, Cambodia. It’s was – and continues to be – difficult to wrap my head around. It felt too simple to post such gruesome and heart-breaking images without proper written analysis or without the deepest reverence for those for whom the atrocities of the Khmer Rouge continue to be an echoing nightmare. But I can’t hide

To view my July 2016 YAGM Cambodia Newsletter, sent to sponsors, family, friends, and congregations, please click the above photo or click here. #yagm #yagm2015 #cambodia #MoesGoes #MoesGoesToCambodia #cambodiYEAH #newsletter #yagmnewsletter

I've got a pretty cool dad. And I know most people think that about their own fathers - and maybe it's true - but I really lucked out being the spawn of the thoughtful, considerate man that I did. When I told most people I was considering moving to Cambodia for a year of service, learning, and growth, I got a mix of reactions, many of which questioned my motives and mental sanity. My father, however, was nothing but supportive and excited from day one. I remember sitting acro

To view my May 2016 YAGM Cambodia Newsletter, sent to sponsors, family, friends, and congregations, please click the above photo or click here. #yagm #yagm2015 #cambodia #MoesGoes #MoesGoesToCambodia #cambodiYEAH #newsletter #yagmnewsletter

Despite being the hottest time of the year, the period between January and April is a joyfully welcomed season: it's wedding season! In the same way U.S. couples tend to wed during the summer months, the passing of the harvest period and general lack of rain means a lot of couples choose to marry during this time of year (and I mean a LOT - in my small village there is a wedding over half the nights each week). I have had the honor of formally attending two weddings, and 'cra

To view my March 2016 YAGM Cambodia Newsletter, sent to sponsors, family, friends, and congregations, please click the above photo or click here. #yagm #yagm2015 #cambodia #MoesGoes #MoesGoesToCambodia #cambodiYEAH #newsletter #yagmnewsletter

I haven't been able to move for two days. My legs shake when I try to hold myself up, my head feels like it is being squeezed in a compress. I've over-consumed Advils and Airbornes, forced myself into drinking healthy amounts of water (something I so often don't do around here). I'm sick. I refuse to go see the doctor. I insist it can't be that bad. Over dinner, I insist it will go away on its own and that I just need sleep. But as I barely manage to lift a spoonful of rice

To view my January 2016 YAGM Cambodia Newsletter, sent to sponsors, family, friends, and congregations, please click the above photo or click here. #yagm #yagm2015 #cambodia #MoesGoes #MoesGoesToCambodia #cambodiYEAH #newsletter #yagmnewsletter

When I left home, I made firm promises to family and friends that I would keep them well-informed of the goings-on in my life: I’d write letters and call often and post photos and, most importantly, write some blog posts that my grandparents could share with their friends. Well, here I am at the end of 2015: I’m almost two months behind on donor letters, my internet is too slow and too frustrating for regular phone calls, I’m editing photos from early November still, and, yea

The rain comes every day. Sometimes it pitter patters on the church's tin roof in the early afternoon as we wrap up class; other times it waits to explode after dark in the shadows when it becomes nothing more than a great noise, its shape filled by imagination as we toss and turn on our beds, mats, floors. It's one of my favorite times of day - the heat breaks, the world slows down, the mind takes time to rest. Sometimes we play in it - filling buckets to toss on one another