BEHIND THE MASK
[TyL]
spydeR
uNbReAkAbLe

17
11th October 1989
Christian
Faith Community Baptist Church (FCBC)
CHIJ St. Theresa's Convent
Serangoon JC!!
tj
Red Cross
Taekwondo
SLACKER

JUST BLAST


A PART

amanda tan
ambrose
betts
callista
danielle
daph
desmond sir
dorcas
florencia
ginni
haashira
my sister
kenny the boey
kenny the dodo
michel
nic chew
pokky
shaun kor
Xin Yi
yu ching sir
yi jing

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Designer: mariam
Codings: Manikka
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Sunday, June 19, 2005
I back from my 3D2N church family bonding camp specially for Ps Yolanda's network. It was great! In the spiritual way. More slack than Red Cross camps, obviuosly, and I wasn't used to it. haha. So used to getting up before sunrise, rush to get ready, raise flag and sweat the whole day through. In this camp, we have morning call at 7.30am, breakfast at around 8am and after which sit in an air conditioned hall for almost half the day. Big difference from the camps I'm used to.
To get on with the details of the camp itself. We learnt a new warfare dance; a dance to worship God with our actions and bodies and at the same time fight the devil. So cool! Really felt God presence with us as we danced, jumped and sang. On the 2nd day we had some games and all of us got really wet. haha... I had flour all over my face. I think God presence was the strongest on the night of the second day. The 12 leaders under Ps Yo went around to bless us with pure water. God's blessings are plentiful, pure and ever flowing. My spiritual mother(mummy!) prayed for me. When she prayed, her words touched my heart and brought out things in me i never knew. I knew they existed in me but I never knew God understood too, I don't remember telling Him. He knew my desire to have my child-like faith back; that kind of faith and TOTAL dependance on Him. When I started tearing, my 'mummy' hugged me. That was where I felt God hugging me. Even though I cannot really feel God physically, I felt him telling me that even though he cannot hold me physically, He will be there to guide me through my life and when I'm down He will be there to hug me spiritually. When 'mummy' prayed for the peace of God onto me.... All I can say is that the Holy Spirit filled me and down I went (slain). God's spirit filled the room and no one was left out. On the third day we focused on worshipping God and on thanksgiving.
Belonging to a family makes a big difference. God bless
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