One summer morning in 2009, I dreamed about Sandakan (Where I came from). In the dream, my mom was driving her ancient Red Fourwheel Land Cruiser (that was popular in 1995 but was soon sold), next to me sat my frenemy from high school which in reality would be pretty much impossible for both of us to be friends.
As we were driving past a popular slum dunk area of Sandakan, then my mom pointed towards the slum area and said “Sandakan will one day be a city called ‘Little Hong Kong’ again.” and the dream ended.
I woke up with a divine sense in the atmosphere (something like the fragrance of God was in my room). So I prayed to God and asked: “Is it ever possible that Sandakan will be called ‘Little Hong Kong’ again.
The Holy Spirit did not reply to me, and neither were there any further signs. In 2011, during prayer meetings, God asked me: “If I want you to go back to Sandakan – Your Hometown, are you willing to go?” (I was a student at that time), I replied to God: “It would be hard for people to accept who I am. I prefer to stay put in Brisbane after graduation.” Then God gave me a vision, ‘In the vision, was a deep crack, and God pointed to the end of the narrowest of the crack, and said only a local Sandakan can reach into the narrowest of the crack and that is ‘You’.”
However, I rejected it. Because I knew, as a devoted Christian. I will not be accepted well by in my hometown, by my parents, relatives or friends. Fast forward to 2014, I came back the 2nd day MH17 happened. I felt great fear in the spiritual atmosphere all around West Malaysia, however, when I landed at Sandakan, I felt this land was a Haven for my soul, as I was going through my spiritual drought season at that time – I was in Depression.
I stayed in Sandakan for quite some time, my spiritual eyes were open. I looked up in the sky, the spiritual territory of Sandakan. There was no spiritual being governing the place (no angels were watching over the city — Unless the LORD watches over the city, the guards stand watch in vain Psalms 127:1) . The emotions I felt for Sandakan was as if it became a forgotten City in the eyes of God and the rest of the nations itself. In November 2014, my spiritual eyes were opened again, this time I saw in the spiritual realm that there were flocks of Raven coming from the Southside of Borneo, the amount of them was so big that they became a huge bundle of Dark Clouds and I heard the word “DEATH”. Seeing such a vision, I had fear and knew something bad would happen. So I prayed to God in my weakest moment and asked the Holy Spirit to roam in and around Sandakan.
As I knew the city needed protection. On the 18th May 2015, I received bad news from my Banker’s Trainer (as I was being flown to Kuala Lumpur by my company for a 3-week financial training) that Sandakan had just experienced a pirate kidnapping and the target was one of Sandakan’s popular Seafood Restaurant.
My heart sank, as I felt that shame had been put on my city; Sandakan. After my 3 weeks of training, I reached Sandakan, a huge dark gloomy cloud capped over the city of Sandakan, and many of its locals were discouraged. Still, I prayed to God that He would have mercy on the kidnapped lady and the other Sarawakian man to be protected from any harm. I endured for a while and I asked God in doubt, “Is this how you are going to help Sandakan be ‘Little Hong Kong again? Why have you brought shame to us?”
There were countless times that I was furious towards God, but He remained silent in that season. Fast forward to May 2018, I prayed and interceded for the people of Sabah. I asked God: “What will happen to Sabah, as we are very tired of the corrupted Chief Minister.” He replied: “Some part of Malaysia will be redeemed. But not all.” As the time came closer to our election, many groups of Christians sent us a list of things to pray for. We, Malaysians wanted revival.
Some people chose to pray and fast during that tense season. God took me up in the air, and I saw the most beautiful scene I had ever seen. I saw bright lights shining from the majority of the land of Malaysia (The West and the East), people who fast, pray and seek God’s intervention to be in this election. On the 9th of May 2018, when miracles were about to happen, many people in the cities rose up to guard the voting papers of the citizens after the election. Hence, the news of the old government was dethroned but the news was only made official the next day at 6 am. From that day onwards, I saw a really small glimpse of ‘hope’ in the spiritual atmosphere of Sabah. More has to be done for our State; Sabah.
