Saturday, August 8, 2015

Fruit of my labor

Today I'm very encouraged with what Martha said...they feel the lost of me leaving them soon, I felt the same, but I told them to continue on reading His words. And Martha said, tidak pandai lagi. Somehow don't know how, out of nowhere I asked her to get the Murut Bible. And I start reading their Murut bible...and then I teach them how to improve the reading of BM bible. Since they can eja and know a lot of sukukata, I asked them to read Murut bible more than BM, coz they may not understand fully the BM words but with the sukukata that they had learned they could actually read and understand the Murut Bible. And Martha seems to understand what I talk and she mentioned tht before this, she can't even read, now sudah boleh baca sikit sikit, I really felt so encouraged, that what I taught is useful, although only 2 or most 4 out of 12 students really know and progress when I teach. I really see that those really have the heart for people and God, they progressed fast and could grasp what I have been teaching them. Same with Utuf, the one at slower class, though slow, but really can see her progress, and each time when I shared at perjumpaan Ibu, she would be quite receptive to the Words and I could see her in tears...I believe orang kampung also have their difficulties, but they had learn to supress it, like no one understand them. I wish I can do more, but guess I don't think that even if I stay longer here it would bring much impact, in turn probably their reliance would be on me more...so it's just the right timing to move on to another village.
Praise God that I had obtained my flight ticket to US and I don't have much time to really prepare, 5 days after touchdown I'll be off to US...Lord, help me to prepare myself well for it. Am hoping for a group to visit me before I depart to ahuron, but guess tak sempat liao...don't know how's life at Ahuron, Lord, help me to continue to keep my head up high.
This is the houses at another end, sometimes when kebudayaan is not available I'll teach in this abandon house..am quite used to sit on dirty ground..and use whatever means to teach. 
Am slowly moving to words in the bible to help them progress is reading the bible. And that's the blue recycle bag that I have always carry with me during class.
Haha, this is what I'm going to teach for tomorrow Sunday sch...cool eh..and also tomorrow again im sharing at the Ibu's meeting, and last minute I just prepared before I came to school. God is good, still im thinking how nice if im serving here with my other half. I guess it's quite difficult unless I marry a missionary...hmm...His will be accomplished in my life...
Gonna teach this tomorrow to the Ibu's, pray that they will be receptive to the words..
This is biji kopi, haha, first time seeing it..
And this is my dinner just now, the cauliflower last for 4 days already without fridge, haha...sometimes I really really feel God kept things fresh for me...some of my food which kept overnight is not spoil so far, I can reheat it up and eat. And my tong gas, since 2nd May until now, it has not been changed. I asked mom, she said normally it can last 50 days but I'd been in the village for almost 60 days plus..and still the fire is still marah...can U believe it...breakfast surely I'll boil water, then lunch I'll cook my meal, and dinner I'll heat it up, I guess I'm cooking more frequent than mom, yet the gas can last so long, I really feel it is God that keep that too...
I really experienced so much of His goodness here. And I am not a hypocrite!  I am sinners saved by grace, and despite all my shortcomings, God still love me. And  I know I am slowly improving and I know I am going to make it through in life victoriously. I have many many many weaknesses, and I know God will vindicate me. Many times I felt unworthy, but God have always restore my confident in Him. Man would pull me down, situation would make me succumb to it, nevertheless, God is still faithful and I'm still work in progress...im not a ingredients which can be altered by anyone, but fully belong to Him, a royal priesthood, a chosen generation that would march forth for His glory. Thank You Jesus for such assurance ! 

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