HM5...Been there, done that, don't wanna come back...(longer version)
Just got back from HM5 about 2 hours ago, had a quick shower, makan, and settled down a bit...that's when I read Peer's entries...wahhhh...so sentimental and "goose-pimples"-inducing...hahaha..okok, juz kidding Peer. (Yoz, Peer! You wanna consider joining Publications Ministry?
Okay, here's my take on HM5, hopefully, it'll make you laugh, not shed a tear...I think it was on the last night when a sister came up to me and ask: "Eh you know the first day I saw you, I thought you are 30 years old leh...I'm like...thinking...what are you doing here? And you were wearing pink some more..."Those words struck a chord...not in a negative way.
Truth be told, I'm actually quite used to it already. I think I'm somewhat a veteran of church camps, having had three church camps with my previous church and two now with New Creation. In a strange way, this is the first camp that I worship God like I never did before. Tears were flowing so freely and rapidly that for the last session, I think my tear glands spoil liao, my eyes just keep watering for the rest of the last two days.
I never knew there were so many different definitions for "kueh", which we were told, includes "han chee peng", "prata" and "soon kueh" as well. Just as well, I never really had that problem anyway. Honest. Not even in my own master bed-room. I never knew Han was such a "se lang" until Deacon reveals it and coach Maddy affirms it...hahaha...Anyway just kidding Han...I think this man's so annoited in the Ministry of Laughs...the jokes he tells can make you "chio gao beng". And yes, he's a mighty man of God. Any sister wanna say Amen to this?
There were many things I never knew before. And some I may never know (for example, what was shared during the Women's Meeting...keke).
Some of us came to this camp feeling like a total mess. Some of us were a total mess. Hey but you know what, God makes miracles out of a mess. We see ourselves as rubbish but God sees rubies in all of us. And He has the power to polish that gem out of the rubble. If there's any craftsman greater than all the artists of the Renaissance, the Michaelangelos, the Van Goghs and Picassos, it is God. And while these artisans shape from the outside, God polishes from the inside.
If there's any regret, it is that I wished I haven't started the camp, already down with flu, and I felt so weak all over and cold on the second night - so much so that I wore my Historymakers sweater to sleep, with the blanket over me.
And I still felt cold.
Had I not been ill, I would have been able to fellowship late into the night with my caregroup, been able to enjoy all the sumptuous food every meal...Oh well...God healed me on the third day (Saturday).
In more ways than one.
I had some questions before the camp and I was looking to God for answers. I remembered on the last night when Deacon and the other leaders were going around praying and annoiting us with oil. I remembered being prayed for. First by Lewis Chan. He spoke some stuff. (Of course cannot say what stuff la...this one personal mah).
Then came Adeline. And she asked if I've been prayed for. I said "Yes". But she said: "Never mind, I pray for you again k..."It felt weird but I thought:"Ok lor...double portion siah..." If this is not favour, I don't know what is. Then she spoke. I realised, there and then, that both of them spoke of the answers to my questions. And I thanked God! I really thanked God! Hallelujah!
I asked Peer later how come the oil automatically heats up when applied. He gave me a blank look, and said it's just normal olive oil. I asked that question because my face was burning, or at least my forehead was, literally. It's like suddenly having a sudden attack of fever. Peer said it could be a manifestation...I wonder...Hmmm...I'm excited.
Because I'm just waiting. And I know God gave me the thumbs up, I know God has a season for everything, I know it will surely come to pass. And I just can't wait for the things He said to me during HM5 to be fulfilled in my life. And for the record, I'm only 25 years old.
posted by weiwen @ 10:30 PM
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