The Year Everything turns different..

Again i wanna say thet whatever i wrote here is an acknowledgment of the LORD's hand in my life. Base on my true story and I wanted to share this to everyone for the benefit of others and blessing to GOD's opening door for you.


hehehehe.. I just want to rollback to the time I when i was in upper six. I get the opportunity to stay in a ministry house in Kudat its called EH...but not now..

The New life has begun

Spending five years living in govt hostels. I finish my level five of high school and I passed my very stress exams. SPM, which means Malaysia Educations Certificate.

On my holiday time which is December 2005 until April 2006. I was questioning my self what is my life all about. I began to realize that my life before is a lust. All I've done before is suck! actually something is happening in me. I used to tell a sex story to my friends or using any words like fu#k you, or su@k it or anything can describe a sex on perform. But they (2 person: my classmate 2004-2005) didn't response to it, no smile or no any additional dirty joke. They seems to resist the things. Well, they also change in the way their speak, the way their think and answer people answers. They are different. It was the story last October 2005.

I brought that memory back to my holiday at my village. What makes them change.
So in that period of holiday, I must apply a college to pursue my study. Well, I am so happy...
There is an option, I can stay back to my former high schools means that I continue to the Lower Six level or get registered to any colleges. But I had promise my self not to continue level six.

So the exams results available and I continue to fill any form to registered in a college. After 2 weeks, the results is there, and the answer is " Unfortunately, there is no college available for you". What a very shock and stressful answer for me......... ouch.ouch.ouch... I want to do my architecture!!! oh my ghosssss. i really want to study in a architecture college..........

Humph.... No other choice more. The only place available is the lower six in my former high school before.,..... Ohhhh....Can you believe that. Something you rally want to you cannot get it, the one you rally-really hate or resist, that he only things available for you....... wau......wau.wau... miauwwwwwwwwwwwwww.....

hahaha.... well thats great huh....
But before that story, I remember once in my life I asking my self whether I know God or not? I love Him or not?, Did I live with Him or no?.....
Well its not started spontaneously but it started after my brother brought back a songs recorded in a tape entitled " :: gmb, atmosphere ::

All of the song in the album actually had changed me.. *I begin to pray, read His words and enjoying praise and worship...... I love to sing for Him, the song other people sang for Him is consist love, peace, hope, prayer, a son and father's relationship, faith and many more things.

I never heard this kind of songs before. before this I enjoying the wordy songs which is consist broken heart, politics in love, love lust, arguing god and self centered songs. But t5his one is different. Totally different...........


The story next will be the greatest miracle of HIM in my life........
I just want to thank HIM this opportunity to thank God for all this things... Whatever I shared before this and after this is for HIS GLORY alone.......

The Calling

I am a Rungusian, from the Rungus tribes. As I describe at the very first post my race background and my hometown. It was vary to others person story also, they have their own story on their own tribes or their own life story..

This is not a tale or any kind of children's tales. but my life is now more than any other riches or life I desired before. I am a very dirty man before, spending almost 13 years for the worldly life as a normal man. I enjoyed making sins. Its really brought delight in my life, I want to be famous as the gangster deserve. All I know is my life is an empty life.. Nothing is more than that words to describe how dirty how lusty is my life before. There is no God in my thoughts, there is only joy of this world that I seek.

Living as a normal teenagers, thats what i want before this. Get married soon and enjoying my wifes body, full filing my sex needs my emotions, get a nice super wonderful car, get a thousand of dollars in my pocket and having not just 1 or more girls besides me that can be available every minutes when I want to make it and many more things in my heart the most I desire it and I want to achieve and grab it as my life.

13 years ( minus 5 years, still a very little child age, know nothing!), 13 years I live that kind of life. I'd done a lot of things. I can call my self as a drunken master, pornography master and maybe people can call me a lustful man, the most pervert person in this world.


Well, I am happy to live that kind of life before. Who cares about me? hahahaha...... ( This is what I always tell to my self before)

But, I can tell you that actually there is something that unusual happened whenever I faced a problem.... Someone is watched over us. I mean, there is a part of my life that I cannot describe it, even telling the story to others will bring a very controversies frame of comment or anything.

It was on Sunday afternoon ( maybe on my 9 to 10 years old), I supposed to go my church in my village to ring the bell as a sign for our villagers to come and meet in a church, but I was late, I supposed to come at 2.00 pm but I went up to the hill late, maybe 2.30?em i guess so.(the church situated on top of hill, at the middle of the hill is my family's house). So i went up. Befor I can reach the hall where the bell ankle is I heard the bell's sound. Its happened very weird for me.. I can hear my breath, I felt so light and felt like soaking in a water, a warm comfort water. Its like a slow motion in a movie yet it feels ermmmmm....indescribable.... Then My sight was very clear but seems seen everything besides me is inside the watery things, smoky sight and I don't even know how to explain it. Then I saw someone under the the bell located. He hold the rope of the bell's ankle and pull it to make the bells rang. It is so.....i don't know..... He wear a blue cloak with a red towels on shoulders, long black hair but I cant see from in front. I was outside the hall and he is in the middle. I only can see his backside... after he finished rang the bell I immediately ran to his opposite direction so that I can face to face thank him and greet him.
but he disappear. I ran to find him, open my eyes wide to search him and make my ears clear to his footstep. No one there.... I became worry. Worry of things that happen. I was seeking for him all the way until one of the uncle from my church congregations came from the other side of the hill asked me. " whats going on?". I asked Him a lot of question, describe the man I saw to him. I'm nervous and I want to know who are the person. The uncle replies me " Poor you, maybe its only your imagination, kid". Its not!!!!!!! he heard the bell's sound too. But no one did that except the man I saw......

Until this day, I kept the story in me. label it as a very-very-very-very unforgotten memory in my memory or heart partition......

Then, I continue my life. It goes worse to worse everyday. Like what I'm says on the first paragraph, I live my life that way..... I never get the question answered. I mention it to my family once, but...... They says its a ghost.. But I know how is the feeling seeing ghost in front of us.Its totally different feeling...,.. maybe it is a sign from God...... or anyone from heaven calling me come this way, I have chosen you.........


After all of that, I live a life that i says before. DIRTY. Things in mind or everything is DIRTY!!!!!!

The time running. Seasons come and seasons go... My life that time still in that dirty things.

Deep in my heart, I am crying out for a new life.

Seed to grow.......

The Rungus are an ethnic group of Borneo, residing primarily in northern Sabah in the area surrounding Kudat. A sub-group of the Kadazan-Dusun, they have a distinctive language, dress, architecture, customs, and oral literature.




Considered one of the most traditional ethnic groups in Sabah, many Rungus live in longhouses, with each family having its own separate quarters off a common hall. At the edge of the communal hall, a well-ventilated platform of split bamboo with outward sloping walls provides a place for socializing and communal work. The houses are not perched on high stilts, but are usually only three to five feet above ground. The roof is low, and the walls are outward sloped. In olden times, longhouses of over 75 doors are said to have been common. Now, they rarely exceed 10 doors. Usually single story, more modern two-story versions of the longhouse also exist. Single family houses are sometimes built near the longhouse – these take the same form, but are curiously short, looking like a slice from a cake.

As with most indigenous ethnic groups in Borneo, culture revolves around rice; however, coconut and banana groves provide cash income. Women weave cloth on backstrap looms, and make containers from vine or beadwork. The traditional Rungus dress is black, often with hundreds or even thousands of dollars worth of antique beads. Traditionally all Rungus women wore heavy brass coils around their arms, legs and necks. Brass arm coils are often accompanied by white and coral shell bracelets. Rings of brass may also be worn around the waist. Many Rungus now work in town, and have abandoned the communal life of the longhouse for modern Malaysian society. Traditionally animist, with female shamans, most Rungus are now Christian.

From the historian of protestant Church in Kudat. By T. A. Forschner (1994)
The Rungus people live on the Kudat-Peninsular and Bengkoka-Peninsulas which are farthest north of Sabah, one of the Federation of Malaysia. The Rungus belong to the group of tribes, generally known under the name Dusun. This name however is a Malay word meaning 'jungle' - people in this usage. They call themselves MOMOGUN, i.e. people who make 'pogun' a deserted dwelling place. POMOGUNAN is the place, where all this take place = village, country, land, earth."

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