Home is where the heart is

In a blink of eye, its been more than 1 month that I'm here in Sabah. Its unbelievable. A place which I've never plan nor think about, except in my wildest dream. Thanks to facebook and telephone, it feels like I never really left home in KL/Seremban. No doubt, I am really starting anew. New friends, new home, new habits, new car, new responsibilities, new environment, new food, new character.

Being human, I want to settle down and find a home. I would very much like to pitch a tent and if possible, make that tent as my home. Sabah is a beautiful place to be and I dont mind setting up my home here. I am slowly falling in love at this place. The sea, the hills and the sky... never fails to captivate me each time.

But, home is where the heart is. Where should the heart of a servant be? I came to Sabah as a servant, humbled and led by God to this place. Where the Lord leads, I will go. May my heart always be seeking after God's will. May my heart always be submissive to Him. Oh, my precious heart. So, where is my home? My home is where the Lord is. The earth (wherever it is) is only my temporary home. My permanent home is where the throne of God is, where I would worship Him forever and ever.


"Rejoice in the Lord. Again I say, REJOICE!" Phil 4:4