We arrived late Thursday night in Malaysia, but didn’t get through
customs till after midnight so it was more like Friday morning after it was all
said and done. But the days were
all a blur to us as we left the U.S. Wednesday morning. We arrived just after a nice rain
shower; therefore it was a bit humid.
The Seminary in Kota Kinabalu is my first home. I will be living here till around the
end of September, then I will be moving to Sandakan.
On day one in Sabah, we traveled up to Kundasang to do some group
building. Our group building included hiking through the mountains; working
together on discovering new paths and leadership, as well as hoping we were
following the map correctly. Attending a Christian Chinese church service in
Ranau, followed by a canopy walk; which was to help us conquer any and all fears. The church service was a challenge as
we were unable to read or understand the language, but the experience was very
interesting. The people there were
very nice and welcoming.
The Seminary sits on a hill. So each morning, I wake up about 6 am, take a cold shower
(water here is heated by the sun therefore showers in the morning are a bit
chilly), which you would think would not be enjoyable, but with the humid and
heat throughout the night, the shower is refreshing. The weather is mainly hot and humid and with the daily
rainfall early morning or mid afternoon. The rain is peaceful and usually creates a cool breeze. Breakfast
is at 7 am and breakfast food is much different here. So far we have had hard boiled eggs and bread, fried noodles
with egg and noodles with a cabbage broth soup. To drink there is either kopi(coffee)
or milo(similar to a hot chocolate milk)
or filtered water. After breakfast we climb up the hill of stairs, which I
would say is around 100 steps, to the main building of the seminary for our
language training classes. We have all learned in the last few days here that
it can be frustrating not being able to speak or understand the language. The
last few days of language training have been intense and there are times that I
do get a frustrated in myself, but I know I just need to give it some time and
continue to keep practicing.
Yesterday was the first day of the celebration of Hari Raya Pusas, which means Ramadan has
ended. The first two days of Raya,
Muslims open up their homes to everyone for food and celebration. We were invited by friends to attend
a home for a lunch celebration with other friends and family (the food was
wonderful and there was enough for seconds or thirds). We also attended the celebration at the
Governor’s home. People from all
over Sabah attended his home for live music, entertainment and food. Today, Malaysia is celebrating
“National Day”, the country’s Independence Day.
During my short time here, I have already got to experience new
weather, new food, new cultures and new traditions. I’m always excited to see what tomorrow brings, so in
conclusion I will leave you with a few words from the “Oriah Mountain Dreamer – The Call”. Remember what you are, hold tenderly who
you are, there is nowhere to go. What are you looking for is right here. Open the fist clenched in wanting and
see what you already hold in your hand.
There is no waiting for something to happen, no point in the future to
get to. All you have ever longed
for is here in this moment right now.