When we arrived at our ministry in Malaysia, I felt (in a way) like I was back in Chickamauga, GA. Changlun is a really small town where everybody knows everybody, and with the exception of a couple of restaurants that serve rice instead of bbq, there isn't much else to see!
When we arrived, we were briefed on our ministry for the month..teaching in the kindergarten, working in the after school program, and teaching English to the older students a couple nights a week. We realized that we were not allowed to share our faith unless we were first asked. Between teaching the kids, trying to learn how to develop an ESL program, seeing that we would be in Malaysia for 5 weeks, and the heat, I thought to myself, "this is about to be a really long month."
Juju and Lulu
Now I'm sitting in Cambodia, wondering where the last month went. It's crazy how time starts passing when the Lord starts working. Before arriving in Malaysia, God gave me the word "trust." I was confused because I felt pretty confident that I trusted the Lord with just about everything. I'll come back to where He went with that in just a minute..until then, here is a run down of my past month..
Team time on the playground and toasting to good memories
Hiking Penang Hill
Nights of prayer that would go well into the morning
Jackie's Birthday
Worship nights with Thomas and Shemilla (our contacts)
Chinese New Year
Hafiz's Chicken Fried Rice
Exploring Caves with huge spiders and snakes
Visiting Hindu family and praying for Naden
Meeting Zionel
Worship through art-writing our own song 🙂
Lulu and Juju- two kids from the kindergarten
Spending countless mornigns at Marybrown
Tashi playing the violin
CHINA HOUSE
Outside of the cave
Lessons Learned:
If I'm truly desperate for more of Christ and less of me, I need to reevaluate my prayer life.
I'm very selfish sometimes through my actions, but often through my thoughts. I need not only to take my thoughts captive, but to replace them with His truth if I want to please the Lord
God. Team. Ministry. Sometimes the people God wants us to love and minister to most are those right beside us. And sometimes they're the ones who will minister to us most.
I need to get on my knees and my face.
Importance of fellowship. Spending a month with a family who is one of maybe 3 Christian families in their town taught me a lot about how much I take Christian fellowship for granted.
I am not my own. My team is not my own. I need to hold everything/everyone with open hands.
I can trust God. I can trust Him at 3 am when I get woken up with an overwhelming sense of fear that there is evil present and I need to pray against it. I can trust Him when I find out 2 of my sisters, new best friends are going to be on another team after I lived with them and grown to love them more that I could ever imagine in 6 short months. I can trust that He is doing something new and amazing with discipleship among my teammates, our squad, and myself. I can trust that He is my provider, sustainer, and healer. In just about 10 minutes God provided $12,000 for 2 of my squadmates to stay on the race. Something we've all been praying for since September, and He provided through the very people who have no source of income at this point. L squad. (Read Jen's blog for more details!)
What a month. God is good. All the time. In every circumstance. He is enough. I need to get over myself so that I don't only become less, but nothing, and He doesn't only becomes more, but everything.