When we got there my heart broke
Hello Family and Friends!
Another week here in Sibu passes by and here is an email about some highlights that happened on this adventure out here on a mission!
This week we had a Youth Activity at our church where all the youth from Sibu came down as well. All of the youth from our 3 branches here in Sibu attended (which is not too many), but it was way fun to see so many faces! We played fun games like Frisbee and that balloon stomping game, I am not sure what it is called... Anyways it was hectic but awesome!
We had one of our members move out from their house and move pretty close by. They did it without telling anyone, so when we asked to meet them she had to meet us at her old house and travel to the new one. We rode our bikes, she took us through the back roads to her new house. We went through abandoned ship yards, and industrial parks until we got there. When we got there my heart broke. It's what we call, instant humbling here in Malaysia. Their new house is a grouping of little shacks held up on stilts, sinking into the river behind them. Families live in these homes with four walls, mostly three, that are made up of thin sheets of wood. We walked on a pathway over the river, I could feel every wood piece bending underneath me until we got there. Even when we walked in the door, the floor was such thin would I almost broke through multiple times. I felt so bad I thought I was going to break their house. The thing with these types of houses is that they are way more often the only choice of living. They are everywhere here, they are just tucked away and hidden. These members we met with walk to church on foot, but they are of the happiest families I know. When we were teaching, they brought out so much food, I knew that they had given us everything they had, and of course they force us to eat. I felt bad eating their only food. These people are so loving and they give all they have to us. Truly humbling, and I prayed with all I had when we left, and left blessing on their house, so that house we would remain standing and support this family as well as always being filled with love.
These people here in Malaysia, especially the members, I have learned to love so much. A lot of experiences here have been pointed towards families and every time I laugh or have fun with theses members, I learn so much. This is one big family here and they always welcome me as that awkward, big, white, Iban child from America. I love this place and it will be hard leave when that time comes.
I think that is it, not too many this week but some awesome experiences!
Love you all!
Elder Thompson
PS: Still Bike shopping to replace constantly breaking bike, Dad sending money, but may have found an option:


































