The day I came back to Malaysia, was the day of Chaos, but well-planned by God. I remembered a friend who lives in Kuala Lumpur was supposed to pick me up and had him arranged my accommodation with his friend as I will be staying in Kuala Lumpur for my USA tourist visa interview.
However, it was that last hour before I board the plane, he messaged me that he won’t be able to pick me up because he wanted to attend someone’s birthday, and that I had to find another place of my own in this unknown big city of Kuala Lumpur. I got really angry his irresponsible action, because I suspected that he did nothing to help me in planning for my few days of stay in Kuala Lumpur, but did not want to reject when I asked for his help and he messed up at the very last minute.
I felt helpless at that moment of time, so I told my housemates that this friend of mine had just broke a promise, I will be on my own for that few days in KL as I had to stay back for a few days to apply for an USA visa to visit my cousin who will be graduating from his University studies and we planned to visit LA before he comes back to Malaysia for good.
While, all of my housemates panicked for me, because they knew I was unfamiliar with KL (we were really young and inexperience), as a Sabahan, I had a bad experience of being pick-pocketed among a busy public area, hence there were so many terrifying crime cases that came from the big city of KL, people being robbed and dragged by motorcycle or having acid thrown on faces of girls or girls being kidnapped and rapped. I had great fear while imagining being on my own when visiting such big city of KL without any company.
Suddenly, a short glance of image pop-up from my memory. I remembered a few days ago, during Hope Brisbane Church Oceania convention, Randy Clark’s was the speaker. I happen to sit with a group of Hope Kuala Lumpur members during lunch and I chatted with one of the members. I remembered that they told me they will be leaving Brisbane as the same time as me.
So I told my housemate not to be too concern for me, God has already provided a solution for me. Then, Nicole pump up her confident to assure me that God will take care of me and provide for me.
Having my sister and my housemate, Nicole send me off to Gold Coast International Airport was a heartbreaking moment for all of us. This is because, we know I might not come back to Australia anymore.
While, I passed immigration security, arrived to my flight departure hall, I tried to walk around to find the same group of Hope KL Church members, as told by God, they were really there! I kept my excitement and told the group that my friend from KL flung our plan and now I am without a place to stay these few days and I don’t have credit card to pay for a hotel, but I still had some Malaysia Ringgit. One of the female members, Called Susan volunteered to let me stay at her place.
As we were chatting, a girl name Chloe came to me and said: “Did you know that there is a Hope Sandakan Church in Sandakan.” To my amazed, I did not know. Chloé asked whether I would want to be contacted by one of the female leader in Sandakan, I agreed (relunctantly in my heart, because I wanted to leave Hope after many bad events that happened with the leadership from Hope Brisbane).
After arriving at Kuala Lumpur, I stayed with Susan, as the day after tomorrow I will need to visit the USA ambassador to get an approval visa. Well, when the day came, they rejected me immediately, because in their words they suspect I would illegally stay in USA with my cousin to work =.=!?. That was then I found out that as Malaysians, we have really low international trust credit.
After that day, I thought to myself. Its ok, I don’t get to visit USA with my cousin, maybe it not meant to happen.
17th July 2019 was the day, MH17 got shot down by Ukraine Rebels. It was the second aircraft loss for our country. Malaysia; To me this news really added extra stress and burden just by watching news with Susan that day.
Tragedy of MH17 aircraft shot down
The day before my flight back to SDK from KL, something unbelievable happened and no words could be uttered when the news came up; MH 17, a Malaysian Aircraft was shot down by the Ukraine rebel group. When this happened, I felt so clearly the fear of Malaysia’s citizen.
The event happened in a way that we felt like we were being punished, as during the early March MH370, another Malaysia Aircraft disappeared to no where, no signs of hint can be found. The act of the government and false prophets brought shame to the nation globally. While I was in Australia, I was made fun with having 2 stick on the eyes by other friends from another country, or a coconut on the head.
The day I arrived KLIA airport to take my flight back to Sandakan, my hometown, the atmosphere was as quiet as dead. while sitting at the public area, a group of Taiwanese Tourist with their tour guide gathered behind me for group announcement.
The tour guide told the tourists to be quiet as much as possible as Malaysians are going through a time of mourning. I was grateful for the understanding of the group of tourists as they were supposed to be excited and happy coming to Malaysia for a happy vacation.
After listening to the tour guide announcement, my eyes were open and on the rooftop of KLIA, I saw fiery flair of fire being released continuously in the spiritual realms, the wrath of God was unleashed forcefully. Though, His anger was not towards the people of Malaysia but towards her government. Its because of the pride of her government, our nation was not look upon with favour from God.
Back to my Safe Haven, Sandakan The Natural City.
Finally! I arrived to Sandakan, Sabah; my hometown. I felt a great sense of relief, my safety haven for my soul, as I was going through deep depression from the life of Australia. The atmosphere of Sandakan released its fresh and un-intense spiritual heavenly realm is here. Its surrounding was like a safe haven for my broken spirit and soul. I felt safe, I somewhat felt all my toil and concern about the future was not on my shoulder anymore.
I am HOME!
