Humbled by Sacrificial Love and Selfless Giving

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This week, I brought T1 to visit a few orphanages in Yangon. Today, I am a changed person. I’ve been trying every day since I was there excitedly thinking of the best words to describe my incredible experience but alas, have decided that no words would do the holy encounter an ounce of justice so wouldn’t even begin to try.

In these last few days, I have seen indescribable selflessness, true joy, simple pleasures, amazing strength, beautiful kindness, trained confidence, genuine smiles, testing trials, crazy laughter, incredulous sacrifice, undeserving poverty, and sincere love…….so, SO, SOOOOOOOO MUCH LOVE!!!

It made me rethink my life. Not that I was that out of track I think, but it made me realise how much more power I had within me to make an even bigger difference. It is a calling and I dedicate a piece of me, my heart, to the children of Myanmar.

Thank you to the Friends of the Children of Myanmar for being our host. Thank you for giving us more than we could ever give back. What you’ve given us, we have for life. We will try our very best to create a lifetime of difference to the children of Myanmar, one child at a time, one day at a time, one baby step at a time.

Why not in KL people ask? Does charity not begin at home? I’ve always helped local homes and will continue to do so but the magnitude of poverty is really quite different and excuse me for saying but the children of Myanmar truly stole my heart. It’s not something I can control. Sometimes, you just feel more for someone else. It was that moment when that little girl ran towards our leaving truck to thrust her self-made top into T1’s hands. I had to hide my tears. It was the collective selflessness of an international team who came together for a single purpose. It was the learnings from the human Angels who guided the way towards this path of selfless giving.

I cannot describe it. I really cannot. In Malaysia, the majority of time, it is always about me, me, me. It is not like that there and I love it like that.


Life Garden, by Seng Mai by YPF09

The above video shows one of the orphanages that we visited. I am so honoured to have shook every childs’ hand and to have had the opportunity to watch them sing.

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