It's December and I'm going to tell you that I have many events to go...
some of that had just passed...(Sabah trip, I just arrived at the airport at 1 o'clock in the morning and currently waiting for ERL to start operating)
Well, first I would like to tell about my 7 days camp.
I would like to apologised for my laziness on updating my blog...it's not I'm lazy but stupid internet does not exist in my house~
Okay, enough with that, let's proceed to the main point~
7 DAYS CAMP
There is reason that I will not tell about the name of the camp because it's meant to be secretive as much as possible.
Note that some of it was written while I was in the camp
so...
Day 1: 7 days camp starts
Okay, at first I dunno what I'm going to do when I first arrived here at Good Shepherd Church. From Semenyih to Setapak, I had stuck in traffic jam and I felt bad for my dad for accompany me to Setapak. At first, he doesn't want to fetch me, but he did. I really want to thank my dad after the camp is over.
Boring, because I arrived at the first place (as I mentioned before) and with my shyness brought together to that place.
Awkward, one word to describe my feeling, just hoping to see someone I know and have conversation with them (Obviously, it's kinda fail, they were busying for registration. I was waiting for my friend, Cathy to come. She finally came and I waited in my room had chit chat with new friends, knew them better.
Just skip the boring part. Started with mass, then followed by dinner (of course) and had our first session. It was all about self-identity. Oh ya, before that (before mass), we introduced ourselves and found who would be my group members. This self-identity talk made me realised that I was wearing the mask ALL THE TIME in this camp. And we had 3Js moments (I like that cuz I like J as my name starts with J ^^). 3 Js stood for Joyful, Junk and Jesus's moment. At the end of the day, I realised that the feeling of anxiety and worry about this camp were gone and I was excited for the next day
Day 2: Another day
Day 2 started with exercises in the early morning and had station games and of course my grouo was the best group ever. We managed to finished hanging all the clips to the string (poor Chi Hong who carried me^^). The breakfast was awesome and I was the leader for that day (It was not me to be the leader but Chi Hong, but he had medical check-up, so I HAD to). The next session was self-discovery (about relationship). At night, the session was about sexual immorality (Interesting topic right?). from there I knew that love is not a four-letter word, but it's liking, logging and selflessness. And we had # Js moment again and I just jump on the bed and slept.
Day 3: The most touching day of my life
I didn't know there's a mission outside the church. I'm sure that I would remember this moment forever & I would not forget about it. Well, we celebrated Holy Thursday and the most important during HT are the institution of the Eucharist, Priesthood and washing feet. Whenever I attend the Holy Thursday mass and When I see priest washes 12 men's feet, with 'Bless the Lord' is sung, it touches my heart always and wonder how were the feeling of 12 men? Well today, I experienced it. Yup, thanks to Pope Francis, we women finally can have experienced in washing feet. What I can say is that,when Fr. Gregory washed y feet, my mind kept on rejecting. I wonder how the disciples of Jesus felt when Jesus washed their feet, do they had the same feeling? The feeling that I had was unexplained. Plus, 'Bless the Lord' song was sung and to avoid my self burst into tears and make a flood in the hall, I sang. But still, tears rolled down and I couldn't stop it and let it go when the second song was sung. Fr, Greg burst into tears too when he washed all our feet. He asked us to wash each other feet and so do I. All of us washed Fr. Greg's feet, and I think he even more emotional that he washed people feet. After I washed & kissed his feet, he hug me and said: "Jesus loves you" and I replied, 'Jesus loves you too'. Everyone had emotional on that day, touching moments, crying and tears. I feel that washing people feet is much more better than being washed. What I meant is and what I realised from that is down-to-earth is much more easier,and much more joy you can experienced as Jesus gives for us. As in Luke 18:14, for those who are great will be humbled and for those who are humble will be great. Just looking and experience washing feet scenario, do you prefer washing someone feet or being washed by someone? Well, I prefer washing other's feet, less pain and tears. We had Taize and it's relaxing
Day 4: The Passion of the Christ
Yesterday, it was Holy Thursday, so today was Good Friday. There was Passion Play and Fabian as Jesus. Gregory told us what was the real meaning of Passion of the Christ. I was kinda sad when I was not chosen for the part of the play. And we had to speak in BM. Damn it. But when I answered that Judas kissed Jesus, he asked me to stand in front of him. He as Jesus, I as Judas. And all in sudden, I remembered the scene where Jesus was kissed by Judas in front of the soldier. My mind was shocked and I said to myself, how could I betray Jesus, the one that I loved so much. Gregory told us how Judas kissed Jesus, he hold my hand and showed the exact things happened. Judas kissed Jesus in a way that he betrayed his teacher and still showed some respect to his master and teacher, Jesus. Jesus, knew what he had done, still forgive him and accept the kiss of the betrayer and went on to surrender himself. We had Good Friday service and Fr. Greg shared to us that he once left the church before and told us to fall in love with Jesus. Guess that made him emotional again. After the service, we were asked to stay in room until we were called for dinner. After that, inner healing session. I was so tired and fell asleep until the last few sentences. Guess my inner part was not healed^^. So, pray over as usual, But I felt much more peace and relaxed that before, and wanted Jesus to be with me always.
continue in part 2...
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