A Motivator Came...

To school to well, motivate the students. It was a very good presentation about inspiring ourselves to keep moving forward and never giving up. What felt a bit weird though was the fact that God was never mentioned, even when Calvin, the motivator, said who was the one we listen to the most. But well, I guess that's true among many of us, even Christians are guilty of it.

But what made the presentation contradict itself was when he showed a clip of Nick Vujicic.


Nick here has Tetra-amelia syndrome, a disability which results in losing your limbs. What Calvin wanted to bring out was that Nick of all people, could be the first to give up but chose instead to fight on, to listen to his voice, and to pursue greatness. He stood on his own two feet so to say, and stood tall. So we with limbs, should follow suit.

But is that how it really went?

Calvin probably didn't know the part where Nick contemplated suicide because of his condition. He felt hopeless and couldn't find meaning in his life. But what really changed him wasn't the voice inside him, but the voice of God.

It was in his hopelessness that he found God.

In his struggles.

In his inability.

In all these he found comfort and strength in God. God became and is his limbs till this day.

Many people in the world today are always telling us to push through things by ourselves.

To conquer the world.

To win.

But what about the helpless? Does it become a 'the strong survive, the weak die' situation?

It took Nick's helplessness to realize he needed God in his life.

To realize strength comes not from himself, but from God.

To realize life is hopeless without Him.

If it takes a sense of hopelessness and helplessness for people to come to God, then I hope they do, and then find hope and help altogether.

Who did Nick listen to?

He listened to God the most.

His video can be found here.

The Constant Variable

Life changes a lot as you grow older. New responsibilities come in and are often heavier than the previous ones, new worries, new headaches, and then pimples and wrinkles.

When I was a toddler, all I worried about was getting a new toy and milk. Ken seems to be at this stage still, hmmm.

When I was 7, I worried about getting up early on Saturdays to watch Dragon Ball Z at 8 a.m. Still a mystery why TV2 had to put it so early.

When I was 13, I didn't have my first love. Instead, I worried about Manchester United winning the Premier League and God.

When I was 17, I worried about how useful I am in God's work. Oh ya, there was SPM too... Nah, not as much.

When I was 19, WRONG! I am 19! I worry about my future, Manchester United winning the Champions' League (Which they loss and caused a waterfall of tears), and pleasing God in every way.

Petty stuff like watching a cartoon show or little toys matter little now. It's just like how we put away clothes that don't fit us anymore and wear clothes that fit.

Considering the fact that Manchester United is a mature thing, it's safe to say I matured when I was 13. Whee!

Anyway, my point is that things just get bigger and bigger from here on out. Looking at my elder sisters, the things they go through can get quite stressful as compared to my 'big worries'(MU is an exclusion). But the one thing I'm glad is The Constant Variable, God.

Sure, my perception of how much He loves me might change sometimes, but the truth remains that God is constant all the time. In a world of uncertainty, it's nice to have a certainty which is true to hold on too. And for that, I'm thankful. I'll manage through uncertainties.

I Ran...

5.8km in the cross-country run on Saturday. It was my second competitive outing, and again, it was very tiring.

At one point, I felt like giving up and just walked instead.

But I determined to carry on.

At another point, I had cramps in my stomach and shoulder.

But I determined to carry on too.

When I reached the stadium where 400 metres had yet to be completed, I truly felt like giving up again because of the distance.

But for the third time, I determined to carry on.

In the end, I made it. I kinda pushed myself to the limit and felt like vomiting, but the satisfaction of knowing I ran the entire track was worth it.

I post this today not because I want to show how determined I was in completing the race, but rather the thought that came as I was running.

Jesus was the thought.

The men who were guarding Jesus began mocking and beating Him. They blindfolded Him and demanded, “Prophesy! Who hit you?” And they said many other insulting things to Him.

Luke 22: 63-65

He could have given up on His Mission and give in to the people who hit Him.

But He determined to carry on.

Then Herod and his soldiers ridiculed and mocked him. Dressing him in an elegant robe, they sent him back to Pilate.

Luke 23:11

Again, He could have given up His Mission. But He determined to carry on in spite of what the king and soldiers did.

They (the soldiers) stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. “Hail, king of the Jews!” they said. They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again.

Matthew 27:28-30

When they came to the place called the Skull, they crucified him there, along with the criminals—one on his right, the other on his left.

Luke 23:33

Even unto death, He determined to carry on.

What was His Mission?

To save you and me.

Being 100% human, the physical and mental pain must have burdened Jesus greatly, to the point of giving up. But because He had us on His mind, He determined to carry on until the end.

For Him, saving us was worth all the pain and mocking.

And for that, I'm thankful.

Jesus showed us God's love
In the garden when He prayed for us
Jesus showed us God's love
When He carried that awful cross
Tell me could you say, what Jesus said
If they did those mean things to you,
"Father, forgive them, they know not what they do."

Jesus showed us God's love
When He let them nail Him to the cross
Jesus showed us God's love
When He died for us
Tell me could you say, what Jesus said
If they did those mean things to you,
"Father, forgive them, they know not what they do."

By The Donut Man

People Ask...

What's Prayer Meeting for if you can just sit at home with your family members and pray?

One, do we actually do that?

Second, today's time of prayer was already proof itself of the importance of coming together, praying and encouraging one another.

I'm Doing A...

Research on a famous organization. It's just those folios we do when we're in Form 1, just that this is supposed to be more high class or some sort.

I'm doing a colloquium (Higher class name for folio) for my Pengajian Am, which is the General Paper where you learn about the great Generals of old. Nah, it's about the world, what's currently going on and stuff. Anyway, I was given the responsibility of finding the success this organization brings socially or politically. And surprisingly, the failures far outweigh the success stories, to the extent I'd have to hide the truths for the sake of meeting my goal.

And then, I remembered the Bible. The authors did not need to hide the failures of great people like Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Samuel, or even the great King David (No, not The Biggest Loser David). By the guiding of the Spirit of God, they were moved to reveal everything, even though their success stories would be stained by even the tiniest failure and cause readers to say 'Eh?'. To put in simpler terms, quoting Geoffrey Chaucer of A Knight's Tale who said this to a couple of men,

"I will eviserate you in fiction. Every pimple, every character flaw. I was naked for a day; you will be naked for eternity."

The Bible doesn't lie, tell half-truths, or hide truths. For whatever good things that were mentioned were really done, and this went along with the bad. And when the Bible doesn't lie or hide anything, it's comforting to know the truth that God loves you and I so much, that He was unwilling to let us go our way, but to build a bridge for us by His only Son, Jesus Christ.

Which pops the question,

Are you willing to use this Bridge?

I know I swayed away from
what I was supposed to do,
but I can't help but to
technologically pen this down.

I Was Reading...

Articles about homosexuality. No, I'm not confused, but I was merely helping my friend find some verses that speak about it. And no, my friend is not too. I came across an article where the writer claims that the Bible is actually silent about this issue and that "Most people have not carefully and prayerfully researched the biblical texts often used to condemn God's lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender children."

He started out quite brightly by giving examples of how much blood was shed due to this misunderstanding of homosexuality. And yeah, the stuff some people did are bad, and God did not mean for them to do what they did. But as I read on, the truth got more and more bent, even bender than Neo could bend the spoon.


Let's just say I'm surprised at how he seems to reconcile the Bible and homosexuality, distorting the straight line of the Word so that it intersects with homosexuality, just like the Supply and Demand graph.


I would not want to comment too much here, lest this blog be super famous for issue-issue hot but partly also because there are just too much to comment. But just to clear things up, as much as I disagree about homosexuality, it's the sin I condemn, not the sinner.

Hmm, if you want to read the article, feel free to message me in private and decide for yourself.

"I'm Facing...

A new challenge in life, even though now I can only use a wheelchair to go somewhere, but I believe it is only temporary, because I am confident I can stand up and walk like normal again someday. Appreciate the importance of Life and Fight for the future . Thinking positive and leading to a better life."

-Giin Rong-

Giin Rong is my friend who got into the bus accident a few months back. His condition was so bad doctors said he might not be able to walk anymore. But after the operation, though chances are small, doctors said he might be able to walk on his own two feet again.

I guess it's always been easier to give up than to go the extra distance in anything. But I believe, the extra distance is what proves the difference between an ordinary life, and a better one.

To go an extra round even though the body tells you otherwise.

To remain silent even though you have the right to make people feel miserable.

To dare to hope that you'll be walking again without the aid of a wheelchair.

To know that God is in control even though things may seem a wreck.

To just believe.

Giin Rong chose to go the extra distance. And I find myself asking if I would do the same in the current web I'm in.

Yes, Lord. Help me.

We Were In...

Dataran Pahlawan after a school meeting to teman my friend have his lunch. As we were walking back, 2 guys came up to us and shared the Gospel. What he shared was very familiar and I knew it by hand.

Then it struck me.

Why do I need 2 strangers to share the gospel, which I knew, to my friends?

Like my CF teacher said, actions may be good, but sometimes words are needed more to bring a friend to Christ.

I always thought that being a good testimony was good enough as I had not been bold enough to share the Word. It's not. Action and words go together. I guess that part of me has to change. Thank You, Lord, for making me realize this.

I Learnt...

Some good phrases today. One of which was,

"People don't care how much you know(Bout God's love) until they know how much you care."

And also Unc. Rodney saying that trials and testing times are like tunnels.

"When you're in a tunnel, there doesn't seem to be a sunlight, but you do know the sun is there shining. Only after you reach the end of the tunnel do you see the sunlight and say, "Sunlight!""

The 'sunlight' part I ownself add wan.

"Likewise, when we're going through trials, God doesn't seem to be there to help us, but actually He is. Only at the end of our problems do we realise God was there all this while, helping us."

Awesome lots? Heck, I can even come up with good phrases.

"Faith is believing without sight. Even without the mirror, I believe I'm awesome-looking."

How I wish for the weekend to come faster. Now I have to focus 100% in school and that ain't so fun!

Worth

It's always good to know someone didn't bribe the invigilator during the driving test to pass. Moreover if that someone is a non-Christian.

My sis said,

"It's during times like this that our moral standards are tested. If we only apply them when times are easy then we're not very different from the rest of the world are we?" Ya I know, very un-lawly.

As a Christian, there really isn't much option to choose except to just go for the test cleanly and knowing a fail is a possibility. But seeing non-Christians taking the same stand makes it all the more worth it to do so, even if it's only one person.

I choose to stand out! Vote for ACCA right now!

It's just my stand. Don't get me wrong as condemning anybody and then bombard me left, right, centre, diagonal, and vertical alright?

Oh, and ya. A shout-out to my sisters and others who did not bribe the invigilator to pass. It has encouraged me to do the same too. Thanks a lot for choosing to stand out!

SPM Results...

Came out last Thursday. I didn't have much time to blog about it because of the DMSJ quiz so that's why this post comes out today.

Well, I didn't get straight A's but I'm happy with what I have. Of course getting a full A's is great, but 9 out of 11 works quite fine for me too. Maybe I'm just a guy who's easily pleased. Yep, you give me a PSP also I'll be happy already. Or an MU shirt. Or a ticket to MU stadium. Easy to buy stuff for me right? I give options liao.

Anyway, it was good to see friends who got full A's go up the stage and receive the certificate. Seeing them so happy makes me happy too. Somehow you just can't cry over not being on the stage while you're busy cheering your friends up the stage.

There were some who cried although their results were quite good. Not sure whether tears of joy or agony though. I didn't! I think I could accept my results better than anyone else because of God. Was praying that He gave me a heart to accept whatever it should be, and yeah, He did. All in all, it was good meeting up with friends again and my results have been a blessing by God so I'm not complaining. Not that it's the first anyway.

I think God wanted to assure me that the results were by His hand so He gave me an A- for Biology. Yeah... BIOLOGY! I created history in the Lim family that day by getting an A for Bio! It was a miracle equivalent to Moses parting the Red Sea and water changed into wine! In conclusion, you don't have to come and comfort me about not getting straights alright? I really don't mind it... because my BIO GOT A! I'm now a living proof that miracles happen. So there you go, miracle-skeptics!

A Post To Raymond

Yep, I'm back from GLO, but Raymond was always in my mind during my entire time there. I prayed for him, and asked the other students to pray too. I had faith that Raymond would be healed, however serious his condition was, if God would just say it.

I made a point one day to fast for him. I was inside the room while the students were having dinner. I prayed very hard to God, asking Him to heal Raymond because he was young and had a lot to offer for Him here, not forgetting that he was just engaged. I seemed to forget what the lecturer for the first week said,

"When we pray, we're not telling God our will, but placing ourselves in His."

I didn't understand what that phrase meant until that day when it all became clear. If God intended to bring Raymond home, then so be it. May His will be done. But at that point, I was just praying that Raymond be healed. It was my will the whole time when I prayed.

Just as I finished praying, I suddenly remembered Job. There were two verses that came into my mind and they were,

Job 1:21

And said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return there: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD.

Job 2:10

... What? shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil?...

That was God's answer to my prayer; that at every situation, whether Raymond lives or dies, the Lord's name be blessed and I should accept the outcome. It's funny how I always thought that God seemed to be out of control when someone nears death, as if calling Raymond home was never part of what God wanted. Now, a week after his death, I know what God's will is; to bring Raymond to a better place, Home.

Of course I'm sad at the loss of a friend, but nevertheless, I trust that he is somewhere much better than when he left off, and if that is so, may God's will be done.

Ray, thanks for the fun times we had together. I'll be looking forward to seeing you in Heaven.

For us here, may these verses encourage you the way they have encouraged me during my time in GLO.

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

Rejoice evermore.
Pray without ceasing.
In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.

I'll Be Going...

Away, to a far away place, so far even driving there sounds crazy, insane, siao! The horror!

No, not the North Pole.

I'm going to Taiping, Perak. Attending Glo School for the whole month of January. It's like a Bible school where you, err, learn more about the Bible and God? It'll be my first month in my 17-year life spent without my family nearby. Oh gosh, it feels like I'm in Survivor or something.

Oh-yee-yeh-yeh-oh-yee-yeh-yoh!

I'm not mourning, it's the Survivor theme song. By the way, the school doesn't have those tribal-free-you-from-agony voting.

Well, initially I wanted to join Glo because my two sisters had already joined the school before. They spoke about how the lessons were good, enjoyable (I think) and fun the people they met there were. So I, in my rotting year, decided to join it also. I really do want to learn more about God and also to find another 17-plus-year-old guy who is going through the same things I'm facing, a guy whom I can relate to spiritually and a guy who is firm and makes me realise the wrong things I'm doing and prompt me to change them.

It's not like I can't relate to my dad or any young adults in Youth or anything. It's just that they have probably been through what I am starting and it can be a wee-bit lonely sometimes. Gosh, I talk like I'm just entering puberty and got menstrual issues. To make it simple, take a look at Shuen, Sin Yee, Melissa and also Hwei, Sin Lan, Chen Li, Juliana. I too hope I can have that friend as well. Shaun and someone else. Hopefully the dude's name also Shaun, great name and what a pair we would be. SS! or maybe S-squared!

So yeah, going to Glo tomorrow. It's a rather sad thing that I'll see Marcus, Jeremy, and Livia for the last time tomorrow if the bus leaves for Taiping after church service. Jeremy and Livia will be going back to New Zealand on 1st February while Marcus will be on 3rd. I'll be away from Malacca for a month. It was fun to have them here again. Marcus being crazier, Jeremy has left his trademark 'Bapak lu!' and gone for a new accent where 'yes' sounds like 'yeast' and 'what' like 'whot' while Livia is talking more often than when she left which is really good!

So that's it. Keeping my fingers crossed at what is ahead. Hopefully I'll be able to find my way there.

I'm Back...

From my youth camp! I enjoyed myself there. Definitely better than last year's (wahahaha). It was fun meeting the Wongs, Benjamin, Wei Ming, and Kiat Siong again. Really got to know them better this time. They're all a crazy bunch of people with weird habits, especially Richard, in a good and funny way.

I particularly liked Session 3 which talked about the 7 sayings on the cross by Jesus. It's always good to remind myself of what God did for me. Being a Christian, there's a tendency to forget or downplay the impact of the cross so it was a timely reminder to myself; Jesus dying on the cross for me, and that's how important I am to God.

So, all-in-all, it was an awesome 4-day camp.

Awesome people.

Awesome activities.

Awesome camp T-shirt.

And....

I look awesome in the camp T-shirt.

But then again, I've always been awesome haven't I?

And again the dots appear.

I Watched...

This movie called "Facing The Giants" during youth yesterday. It was a very good movie, though a little unsuitable for non-Christians. It talks about how problems that arise in our lives are labelled simply as 'Giants' that we find so hard to defeat unless we depend on God.


There were two parts that really moved me in the movie. The first was the part where the coach blindfolded the lineman (those big tank-like humans) and asked him to do the death crawl for 50 yards. In the end, the lineman went the whole field, which is about 100 yards, which is 91.44 metres to be exact. It really touched me because it was a bit like the situation in the church, with the small number of youths. If only I would be 'blindfolded' when doing things, not looking at 'Giants' but God instead. That way, I'd probably do so much more than what I'm doing right now in church.

The second part was the wife of the coach talking about how much she wanted kids; How much she wanted to read books to them, protect them when there's lightning and all. Nahh, I'm not interested in having children yet, but it was the following line that caught my attention:

"How can I miss someone so much whom I have not met?"

Although the 'someone' was pretty much referring to the kids, I couldn't help but feel as I pondered about that line that the screen-writer had God in his mind when he wrote that.

I struggle with that. Saying I miss God so much even though I have not met. To say that requires a close relationship with God. That's something that triggered me. Where is my relationship with God? Has it grown stronger? Or has it become bitter? I'll keep the answer between myself and God. If wanna know, then wait till we go to Heaven ya?

Signing off with a bang now,

BANG!

I got 3rd...

In the 13th National Postal Quiz. Something like that, or was it Bible Quiz? Anyway, it's about the book of Luke and Acts. I participated in the team category, so I had a partner, and her name is Kay Lyn. She is superb. To be honest, I went there without any intention of winning anything. Just thought it would be good exposure. Problem is, when you have a partner as mine, you will go far. That's what happened. First round was 40 objective questions, answered by the each partner then totaled up. Out of 80, we got like 71. Haha, after the first round, we were talking about the questions and I got wrong almost all the questions we discussed. I think she covered up for me.. Ahh, what blessings.

Went to second round. 10 questions, each 4 marks and able to discuss (I so love this word). Got the first 2 questions wrong. Question was on what book was the part about Elisha healing Naaman and David asking for the consecrated bread. I got the books wrong. Instead of 2nd Kings and 1st Samuel, I wrote 1st Kings and 2nd Samuel. Kinda confidently told KL I knew some more. Then wrong. Bahhh. The next 8 questions she knew all of them while I wasn't so sure. The only thing I did was write the answers down on a piece of A4 paper. I even had time to write nicely. Told others I was just the writer while KL was the brain. I was her hands, and she was my brain. With her brain, we got 30 out of 40. With my hand, the invigilators could read the clear-without difficulty in seeing-neat answers and award the marks. We work well together.

With those marks, we progressed to the semi-final. Here she said her brain was tired already at listening intently to the questions and didn't want to go on. Cis, you think only, I write, more tiring. ANYWAY, this round was a no discussing round. There will be 3 questions on Luke and another 3 on Acts and only 1 set may be taken by only one partner. KL said she was more comfortable with Acts so I gladly gave it to her. The questions on Luke were easy thanks to BK teacher's question-spotting skills. Got 13/15. Then when it came to Acts, I was so glad I didn't do it. I didn't know how to do most of the questions and though partner only got 8/15, I think I would have done worse and gotten only... Acts?

The total was 21 marks and we technically barely made it to the final. Highest was 22, while those with 20 had a tiebreaker to decide who went into the final. Looking at the scoreboard, we couldn't believe we made it that far. BK teacher was telling us at the start of the semi-final,

"You're already good if you make it to the semi-final. If you make it to the final, it's a miracle!"

May not be entirely correct, but that was what she implied. Then the SFI boys and ST. David boy were like more happy than us. Johannan (The St. David boy) was like, "Make Malacca proud man!" At that point of time, I understood what heroes meant when they said the world was on their shoulders. Mine was a small state, but it still heavy. I kept asking KL how the heck did we make it to the final and I blamed her for being too good. Haha, she really did awesome that day. I was spectacular. Just to make it clear, Spectacular < Awesome.

We got third in the final. Didn't really care about the results. Was just happy it was over and could finally go back home. Malaccan peeps were really encouraging. Thanks a bunch! Stopped by at a place for lunch. Had a very, very small portion of chicken rice. Bet it was expensive, but it was good though. Had some chocolate cakes as well. Went back home tired and missed the music practice for Sunday's led worship. Practice was at 4, quiz supposed to end at 12.30, but it ended at 2 and we started going back at 2.30 I think. So sorry, Frederick! I promise next time when you song lead for Youth then I'll play for you. If your name is not on the list, then ask Sharma or someone to put you in charge on one Saturday then can already, okie?

Day 3/4 and...

A load of other stuff. Was really busy, and kinda lazy to blog when time was given. Day 3 of DMSJ (In case anyone forgets what Day 3 is about) was fun. The first day of quiet time... with the kids. For those who don't know what 'ironic' is, that's an example. Quiet time with kids when kids are no where near quiet.

I tried to prepare the things the day before. Of course I couldn't because the lights were off and I tried waiting with Clement for the kids to sleep but we waited and waited until we waited in our sleep. We were talking about what 'ye he hwa' was in english. Don't know whether pin yin right or not, but it means Jehovah. We didn't know, and we asked Andrew (The guy who reminds me of Shin Chan) what it meant. He answered, "'Ye' is coconut, 'hwa' is flower, so 'ye he hwa' means 'coconut and flower'. It was so darn funny. Not making fun of him for not being able to speak chinese, but the translation was just superb.

The quiet time went well without as much noise as I expected. Had Bingo Bash in the afternoon. It was creative. Never played it like this before. Normally when people mention bingo, I imagine a smoky room due to the cigarettes and crowded. Somehow SU's touch made the bingo feel very Christian and clean. Haha, well done! Had this activity by Sieh Jin about 5 ways to take the Word of God. Had to pair up with another one for every mini-game and if you loss, your partner would have to write the way on your finger. I'm a guy who cannot tahan outside dirty wan, so I tried my very best to keep myself clean. I won all the mini-games. Well done Shaun!

At night we had a Fun Nite. The whole thing was very well thought of. Didn't expect the king to be so hated until got people wanna assasinate and my dad was an advisor to the king. It was fun!

Not much happenings in Day 4. It was kinda little until Hwei's post (which normally makes you scroll all the way down) also kinda short. Anyway, it was kinda a happy and sad feeling. I was happy because it was holiday and I could go back and play PS2 while sad because I just managed to get closer to the other church members, especially my dorm mates. I used to look at Edwin Tay as the dude who looked way beyond his age, his brother Kelvin as a super tall dude, Clement as Spock (from Star Trek), and Andrew as a dude with much hormones. But then after the camp, I really got to know each of them better and it wasn't a Hi-Bye thing anymore. So yeah, for me, the camp's purpose was accomplished: To reach unity among the 4 churches. Well done to SAGC for organising and thank God it was a success.

Well, the load of other stuff would be these 2 jokes spontaneously made by my fellow classmates during Bible Knowledge. Form 4 dudes/dudettes, please take it. It's good for understanding of Luke and Acts. You'll love God more too, which is good!

Joke #1

Referring to the part where Jesus ordered the legion of demons into the large herd of pigs.

Teacher: Now, why do you think Jesus did that?

Student: Because of swine flu.

Joke #2

Referring to the part where Jesus gave His disciples a promise before going up to Heaven.

Teacher: What was the promise Jesus gave His disciples?

Student: I'll be back.

Day 2...

Of DMSJ! For those who do not know, my apologies. DMSJ is a quiz held every year between 4 churches, that is Daya (Johor), Melaka, Shah Alam and Johor again. Because this year would be the 10th year of the quiz, we decided to have a camp. There you go for introduction. Perfect summary of 10 years. 15/15 marks. Well done, Shaun!

We had a baptism ceremony in the morning. It was my first witnessing a baptism ceremony held at the sea. 5 candidates being baptised, and I knew none of them. If only it was done at the 4th day or I had taken the initiative to know them for the previous DMSJ's, then personally it would have been a happier experience watching them. I did not know them, and therefore I can't help but feel I couldn't really share in their happy moment. I was happy for them, but could have been happier. Sorry there.

Anyway, congratulations to those salty ones baptised in the salty sea. Had morning worship after that and Unc Jason Fong shared his first sermon. Felt it was good and funny and applicable. I've heard him speak about 3 times already before the camp, but his 3 days sermons were really good! It was also fun to meet Siehjin (the guy singing in my cbox) and Christina. They came to our youth before to share about not being complacent. I shall not type more about that. We only absorb 20% of what we hear. That was 20%!

Yaya, we had workshops! I attended the 1st two on '7 reasons why the Bible is true' and the one on the Old and New Testament, so I chose the CSI: Philemon instead. Watching too much CSI, I thought Unc Jason would bring out a body and teach us how to inspect the body. But nah, he took out the bible, turned to Philemon, and taught us how to inspect that particular book. It was done very detailedly and he literally left no words unturned. Philemon became nomelihP.

Had Survivor Game in the afternoon. We discovered that Jun Yi was Keanu Reeves and could do those 'bend your back 90 degrees' stunts. Expected more games, but there was only one. To be honest, I was disappointed a bit, but then we ended up playing football on the beach so it was good in the end; Those that preferred sleeping slept, and those that preferred playing played!

That's all!

Day 3 Was...

Definitely the most tiring day. Woke up at 7 to sweep and mop almost the whole house. Whether clean or not, not very sure. I can't really tell the difference between a mopped floor and a non-mopped floor, feels the same. Anyway, went badminton at 10, came back at 1, went sushi king at 1.30 and arrived at 2.00. Adrian and Yen deserved to be mentioned here because they waited quite a long time. So, thanks guy and girl! It was funny hearing the conversation between them and this sushi lady who was in charge of seating people. They were talking about throwing shoes at those who should have left but didn't. Actually, it would have been more wise if they passed the shoe to those behind. I bet they were even more impatient than us. Fortunately for everybody, Hwei recited a poem that directed our impatience away, or to her. Goes something like that.

Patience is virtue,
Virtue is grace,
Put them together and you have a pretty face!

Was super tired when I got home and immediately fell asleep. Woke up for dinner and then went to prayer meeting. Everybody seemed sick and the sneezing sound thingy could be heard all the time.

On a side note, there were a only a small number of people in prayer meeting for the 1st 15 minutes or so. Uncle Tony was the chairman and he said:

"I think today very little people because it's holiday."

Shouldn't the attendance be more if it's holiday?

I am

utterly disappointed with what a close friend of mine said. I need someone who can keep me going spiritually in school.