The first time leaving Malaysia.

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Okay i remember after college, parents made it a point that i had to study overseas. I was open to anything, and i did not really bother. But the one thing i really wanted was to do something in the Arts. 

I really remember how hard it was to leave. First, i had to leave everything i had behind. The comfort of home, the familiar and friends. What life has build over the years in KL. Secondly, i had to go somewhere unknown, and at that time with no clear direction as i was not really supported to do anything Arts. I remember how tough and out of place i felt. This foreign land with people i can't even really connect with. Learning to feed myself, open a bank, get around, find accommodation and all these. The first is always the most difficult.

Somehow or other though, its when i decided to do what i was meant to do, everything suddenly feel into place. Anyway back to point. Now if you ask me to migrate anywhere, it would not really be a problem, been there done that. Plan a trip to some foreign land, okay sure. Make subway sandwiches sure. 

But everything starts from a first.

Be brave, start anyway.

I am reminded that we must always leave our familiar and comfort to grow, face new challenges, take on new responsibilities. They say, when we are most vulnerable we grow. I sometimes believe that faith begins at the end of our control and comfort. Faith begins when we step out and give God control.

How can you say you are faithful if you do not completely trust God to look after you, provide for you, care for you, be King of your life. Believing that His is truly has great plans for us.

I guess at times, we have to sacrifice our comfort and security and leap on into God's rest and total security while walking on water. God's love is greater than our weaknesses. He knows our shortcomings, He is always willing to guide us and lead us, but are we willing to listen and go.

So, be brave. take the leap, do what you must!

:)

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When i look back, i cringe at how childish i was. My blog post from the past make me shy away in embarrassment. But perhaps maturity really comes through experiences, life lessons along life's journey, God's word and teachings. He doesn't want us to remain babes. We must trust Him :) in all in all.