my life has become a series of random events. and most of the time i love it. its hard to even know where to begin since arriving in Malaysia. after a couple of days of attempting to recover from jet lag, we were dropped off for the weekend and spilt into two’s to stay with families from one of the area churces. from there we proceeded to attend a healing service Friday night and pray over those who wanted us to pray for them, then were rushed around saturday not really knowing what were supposed to do and ended up ministering to Hindu kids and crashing an Indian wedding and even managing to somehow sit at the table of honor at the reception. Im still confused as to how that happened. and of course we took a family picture with the bride and groom, who didnt look happy to begin with about their arranged marriage, and who were probably very confused about who these white girls at their wedding were. Sunday consisted of speaking to a youth group about my calling and my story, while wearing a full Indian outfit I might add, having a time of worship with my new Indian, Malaysian family, driving by the palace and taking pictures with the royal guards (who were not supposed to come out of the gate to do that, but must have really been intrigued by the white girls waving at them), and eating dinner with yet another random family we met at really interesting restaurant that had tables in treehouses, then dancing to Alan Jackson, and Michael Jackson, at this restaurant with this family we had just met. if all this does not convince you that I now lead the most random life ever, I have plenty more stories to tell.
in spite of all the random, yet fun, things that have occurred since arriving in Malaysia, it was a rather frustrating first week here. We were confused as to what our ministry actually was, it seemed it we were just being shuffled around and they didn’t quite what to do with us. (hence the most random weekend ever) however, this week we were taken to a children’s home for the week and are staying here with the kids and ministering to them. It has already been a blessing to be able to literally put into the practice the command of Jesus to “take care of widows and orphans.” One of the house moms, Shanta, is a widow and lives alone and comes here to take care of the kids during the day, and we are able to talk to her and share with her and be blessed by her. All of these children come from rough backgrounds, but are now being raised in a Christian environment which is so good, but they still long for that individual attention and love that they might not always be receiving. So we are loving being able to give them this attention and share the love of Jesus with them. Pray that they will make this Christian faith their own, and it will not be something that they feel is being forced upon them. Thank you for all your prayers! There will be more updates soon!
