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  Green is my favorite color. But sadly, this green does look quite an eye sore once you try to get a hold of the words. So, my second favorite color is BLUE. I could write about these all day long, but I think I’ll run off topic. Oh, by the way, I failed my driving exams -written exam-

   Last year(2007), it was the exactly 1 year of becoming a Christian. And in that 1 year alone I’ve Lent plenty! My best proof is my parents. Love them, hate them, they are the ones that you got to live with until you are old enough to support yourself. For me, I love my parents, sometimes I really get annoyed by them(It’s normal…). If you ask them anything about my christian growth throughout the year, they’ll say that they really do not want me to become the one I am now, a christian, but they will tell you many other things. My grade has improved, I’ve been ‘a little’ better and some other stuffs. Though their hatred towards me going to church catches my eye once in a while, I wouldn’t blame them.

  Oops… I think I’ve ran off topic again. Haha… WELL, in that one year too, I’ve met many people in my church. After half a year, it was time for my church’s YF(Youth Fellowship) Camp. It was going to be my second YF camp in my life, and I knew what to expect.

  During the entire camp, I couldn’t return to my previous "Bad Actions" -checking out each girls and thinking in my head whether I can be with her- [Oops, I may have told you too much about myself, anyways...] because there weren’t any new girls that came for the camp. Even if there were newcomers, they were way younger than me -about std.6 or so- So, girls wasn’t the problem for me then. I would just enjoy a girl-problem-less camp. Despite that, I had another problem..

  That one big problem changed my camp. I thought the camp would run smoothly, since my SPM is over and all, but it didn’t. After the first day at camp, me and my other friends who took chinese and arts for SPM came on the 2nd day. So, you can say that we missed quite alot of stuffs one the previous days. Everything was fine on that night. The problem started only on the 3rd day itself. This feeling inside me started to grow, a feeling of jealousy and hatred towards a few members. I started to think that those who were ‘hyper’ was acting crazy and were clowns. I started to despise their way of doing things. Then i thought to myself, ‘wasn’t I like them not too long ago?’, ‘wasn’t I as cheerful and as happy as them?’. What made me the way I was then?

  I didn’t know of the situation at hand at that moment as I was blinded by the rage building inside me. As I cooled down by the splash of water balloons coming from the skies(during the outdoor activities), I then thought to myself, by spending some time alone myself, talking and asking God. After the wet part, I went up to my dormitory as fast as I could and get washed up. I did this so I could have that extra 10 minutes alone. I then went to a corner where no one could see me(outside of the hall), where it was the blindspot of those who were looking from inside the hall. I prayed to God, asked Him but no answer. It was not until night time…

   We were all inside our own respective dormitories and was about to sleep. Before that, what we normally do in Yf is have a short session to recap what we learnt and felt during the pastor’s sermon or anything that has to do with the day itself. What was supposed to be a short session became an extremely long one. With people laughing their heads off until they had no air to breath, smelly gasses being produced every 5 mintues of so(which is the cause of the long laughter) and people who were actually sharing and was interrupted by someone else and ended up in laughter. Before my turn to share, I couln’t think about anything because what I was expecting in the camp didn’t really happen, until Eng Kok, my friend, shared about something.

   He said that he was really searching for God everytime he goes for this kind of camps. He wanted to felt God’s presence personally, so did I, but did not apparently until 10 years after he became a christian. What he said hit me right in the head. "If he could wait 10 years, why couldn’t I? After all, this is just my 1 and 1/2 year of being a christian." If he could wait so long and not give up, why couldn’t I? God was truly testing my faith. Now, he has a wonderful family of 4 which God has blessed him with and a steady income. Just by that little act of faith, he is what he is now, a matured, caring and definitely experienced chrisitian. He says that although he is experienced, his chrisitian walk with God is not over until he meets his maker, and so does it apply to all the christians out there.

   So, after 3 days and 3 nights in Genting’s Dominic Villa, I truly have learnt alot from that camp and am ready to share what I have just shared above in a more detailed manor. For all the christians who are reading this, all i have to say to you is to continue to have faith in God although we may not know what his plans are.

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