So far our time in Malaysia has been pretty busy. This is
the first time on the Race that we have been moving each week to a different
location to do ministry. Even though it’s tiring at times, God is teaching me
something new every day.
Last week in Kajang
we stayed at the church apartment, it had air conditioning, hot water and a
regular toilet! Our time was filled with helping out at the youth services for
the church, teaching English to some Burmese refugee kids, going to an
orphanage for 2 days and getting to fellowship with our new brothers and
sisters in Christ.
We were able to spend a lot of time with our main contact
and his family- the Chalia’s
They are an amazing family and blessed us so much. They
will be missed for sure! Along with all of the other awesome people we were
able to meet. Thank God for Facebook! 😉
This week we are in Pengkalan
Hulu, Malaysia! We are staying in the church, with squatty potties and
cold showers (which feel amazing because it’s usually really hot). This squatty
is pretty legit. I mean it flushes and everything… I just need to work on my
positioning.
Since being here we have been going to cell groups and
church services where we are basically put in charge for 2 hours. So we’ve
preached the Word, given testimonies, shared our heritage (for some reason that
is important to know for some people haha) and last night we had our first time
of Healing Prayer time.
It’s so cool to get to do this kind of stuff, because it
takes me out of my comfort zone. Which is EXACTLY what I want and it’s what
I’ve been praying for. Even though in the midst of it I forget that I’ve prayed
for it. God always reminds me. He’s just good like that.
Our contact here, Pastor Loh (awesome woman of God), took
us out to 2 native villages in the jungle. We drove about an hour and a half
out to a jetty where we met a man with a small boat. From there we rode about
an hour to the villages. And right before we get into this small boat, they
were scooping out some water and telling us that there are piranha like fish
that could eat us if we fall in.
Cool, right? It was definitely one of those “World Race”
moments. I love them 🙂
When we arrived at
the first village with our boiled eggs, rice, beans and sardines; the people
were very shy and scared of all the white people. Apparently not many of them
had seen white people with big eyes before.
Once they saw Pastor
Loh they started coming out to the “church” and sitting with us. (Pastor Loh
has been going out and building relationships with the aboriginals for over 20
years now)
We were able to
act out the David and Goliath bible story for them and sing some worship songs.
Some of the girls brought some clothes that they wanted to get rid of, so the
women were really excited about that.
The second village
we went to was kind of similar. There were more people and some of them were
not very shy of us, while others kept their distance the whole time.
We did the same
bible story skit and songs and tried to make conversation, with Pastor Loh as
our interpreter.
We even had the
privilege of seeing/participating in one of their cultural dances. It was so awesome!
It reminded me of something I saw on National Geographic, but I got to be a
part of it.
There was also a
woman who had a 2 week old baby boy who wouldn’t nurse because he was sick. So
she trusted me enough to hold him while we all surrounded him and prayed for
healing!
I’m so thankful
that God allowed me to see and experience everything that I did. It’s amazing
to be able to just love people and bless them in any way we can… and it never
fails that we end up being blessed by them as well. 🙂
p.s
Malaysians LOVE to eat. This week we’ve had to eat more food than ever and eat it ALL. Luckily Justin is a garbage disposal so he eats as much as he can. The food tastes awesome… it’s just in big proportions. FUN. 🙂
sorry for not posting any pictures! i will as soon as i get to some internet that will acutually work. 🙂
love you all!
