Finding Strength in Faith: My Journey to the Kingdomcity KL Conference 2026 (Part II)

1st September 2026 (Tuesday)	At my office workstation, I drafted an appeal on a Word document to broadcast to all the Kingdomcity WhatsApp groups I was in. I introduced myself as someone who walks with a 4-wheeled rollator and shared my uncertainty about being able to attend the 3-day conference starting the following Thursday, 10th September. I wrote that I wasn't sure what God's plan was, but I asked if any female participant had a vacant bed for two nights and was willing to be my roommate and assistant. Alternatively, if anyone needed transportation to SCCC and wanted to have my bus ticket because they missed the booking deadline, they could contact me. I planned to bless someone with my ticket if I couldn't go. I also sent the message to several church friends and asked them to forward it along with my contact details.
2nd September 2026 (Wednesday)	No one reached out about the bus ticket. A few people mentioned potential accommodation, but nothing was confirmed, especially with an expected turnout of 15,000 people. Around 10:00 a.m., Aunty Gullie, who was also taking the chartered bus, offered to help me secure a double bed studio at Trefoil Setia Alam. I had stayed in that complex with another church member two years prior; it was just a 10-minute walk from SCCC. I began to believe that God really wanted me to be at the conference. However, I still needed a plan for the night before our departure (9th September), as our bus was leaving early in the morning at 6:00 a.m. from Dewan Sri Pinang. I didn't want to disturb my mum in the middle of the night to help me get ready and walk me down to wait for a Grab, as it might confuse her. (For days, she kept asking if I was staying overnight at church again.) I was also worried my protective mum wouldn't let me take a Grab alone so early, which might force me to cancel at the last minute. On 4th September, I messaged my brother to let him know I would be in KL from the 9th to the 12th, but mentioned I could still order brunch and dinner for our mum via GrabFood or Foodpanda. He replied that he would take mum out for dinner on Friday and bring her to his house. Knowing there would be a "Carrier Night" the evening before the conference, I initially assumed it would be held at our local hub, so I booked a twin room at the Red Rock Hotel for the 9th September. Later, I learned Carrier Night would only be live-streamed from KL, as many leaders were already there. Even so, I was fine with the hotel booking since I was familiar with Red Rock and visited it weekly for church services. By 9:00 p.m., Aunty Gullie successfully secured the double bed Trefoil studio for RM340 for two nights. She assured me she would be there to help me check in.
6th September 2026 (Sunday)	I still hadn't received any offers for a roommate or assistant in Setia Alam, nor had I asked anyone to share my room at Red Rock Hotel on Wednesday night. I reasoned that if I stayed at Red Rock alone, it would serve as a test run before staying alone at Setia Alam—a completely new experience for me. At the same time, the thought scared me. Because of my moderate Cerebral Palsy, I require assistance with certain daily activities. I began overthinking every detail: What daily tasks can I manage alone? What should I avoid? How do I move safely in an unfamiliar environment? What if I trip or get stuck while rushing to check out and catch the bus? “God,” I prayed, “Who are You assigning to be my assistant and roommate this time? Are You trying to build my confidence to stay out on my own?” After the 5:00 p.m. service, I remained in my seat, wondering if I should ask someone to pray for me. I saw Brother JJ praying for people at the front. After a while, I got up and walked toward the door. But before asking someone to help me step down from the hall, I turned around, walked to the front, and sat down to wait for JJ to finish. When he was free, I shared my situation and prayer requests. Because of my speech impairment, JJ asked Kevin and Joel to join him so they could listen closely and understand. I asked them to pray for four things: That God would provide a roommate and assistant for my time in KL For someone to stay with me at Red Rock Hotel For my mum’s safety and peace of mind as she would be home alone For my health, as I had developed a dry throat and cough since Saturday, which often leads to mild breathing difficulties The three of them stood around me, took turns praying, and anointed me with oil. I felt so deeply cared for. Even though they were men, they understood my practical needs and worried for my safety due to my physical limitations. When I wondered aloud if I was really meant to go, they strongly affirmed that God wanted me at the conference. Their encouragement gave me renewed confidence. When I was having dinner at home, I reminded my mum that I would be leaving for KL in a few days. I had told her weeks before, but her short-term memory is very poor due to dementia. Everyday, she asks me what day it is dozens of times a day, alongside repeating fixed fears and beliefs. To minimize her anxiety, I decided to only remind her as the date drew near.
7th September 2026 (Monday)	I posted in the WhatsApp group for bus passengers, asking if any female participant wanted to share my room at Red Rock Hotel on Wednesday night and if anyone could give me a ride from the hotel to Dewan Sri Pinang on Thursday morning. No one replied. The next day after 2:00 p.m., Shirley, one of the bus leaders, messaged me privately to say everyone was taking individual Grabs to Sri Pinang and suggested I schedule an advance booking. Gathering my courage, I booked my first advance Grab ride—even though it cost significantly more than a normal ride—for the short trip to the departure point.
8th September 2026 (Tuesday)	I woke up around 5:00 a.m. After freshening up, I sat at my laptop and said a simple prayer. At 5:40 a.m., twenty minutes before our weekly Kingdomcity Asia Revival Zoom Prayer Meeting, I drafted a message seeking a roommate and assistant. I began by apologizing for posting a personal request in the meeting chat, though the conference was the main prayer focus of the morning. I briefly introduced myself as someone who walks with a 4-wheel rollator and invited any willing sister to join me. Words flowed onto the screen effortlessly—an answer to Brother JJ’s prayer for God to give me the right words. I posted the message twice in the Zoom chat. With over 1,000 participants sending rapid chat messages, text scrolled off the screen quickly, but I trusted the right person would see it. After the meeting, as I prepared for work, an Indian woman named Anne came to mind. I knew Anne through my university friend, Kak Jameyah, who had introduced us when Anne organized a fashion event for persons with disabilities in Penang back in 2022 or 2023. We had reconnected at the 2024 Kingdomcity Conference and realized we attended the same church. Once I arrived at my office, I felt prompted to text Anne to see if she was attending the conference and available to stay with me. Anne replied that she was only attending the first day and couldn't stay over, but she offered to ask a friend from the KL prayer team. Within 40 minutes, Anne brought good news: her friend Elizabeth was available! Anne created a group chat to introduce Elizabeth and me. God had provided my assistant for the year. The only remaining issue was my stay at Red Rock Hotel on the 9th. Around 11:30 a.m., I texted May to ask if she was in Penang and wanted to stay with me at the hotel. At 4:00 p.m., May replied and invited me to stay at her house instead! She offered to pick me up after work, have dinner together, and have her son John drive me to Dewan Sri Pinang the next morning. She advised me to forfeit the hotel booking (around RM140 including tax). At first, I was reluctant to change my plans. Since I had booked the room last Thursday, I planned to check in as early as possible—from 2:00 p.m.—to enjoy some me-time. I pictured getting snacks from the convenience store on the ground floor, ordering my favorite food via Grab, and eating my snacks while relaxing on the bed. After thinking it over, I agreed with Mei. I canceled the advance Grab ride from Red Rock Hotel to Dewan Sri Pinang that I had booked two hours earlier. I then WhatsApped my hotel booking ticket to Jumie, asking if she wanted to stay there or pass it along to anyone who might. I told her to just forget about it if no one was available. Late that night, she messaged to let me know the ticket had been given to someone who was taking leave on Thursday. In a single day, following the 6:00 a.m. prayer meeting, every single logistical need was met.

To be continued tomorrow October 6th (Tuesday) at 8.00a.m.