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Sunday, December 03, 2006

last year, the day before youth camp, camp comm was busybusybusyily slogging away in church.

i vividly remember meeting after cg had ended with camp comm and all youth and teamn leaders in one of the Galilee rooms to pray and worship as we invited God to have His way in our camp, and the endless fluster of last minute camp prep after that which had some creating lanes in Bethel with masking tape, some creating a giant dice and throwing around our cool bone, some going bonkers and investing what was left of their little remaining creative juices to come up with our camp theme song cum dance to Jesus, You're my Superhero at midnight, some calling TLs up last minute to remind them to be in church by 8am for prayer before we started camp, some resorting T-shirts coz we had folks sign up or pull out of camp like the day before, and some others working in the labyrinth...and in fact most of us ended there till like 2am the night before camp...haha and through the sweat and tears, panic, crazed laughter, fatigue, and all else, what was the most distinct was the sheer amount of anticipation in each of us because we knew God was gonna show up and work in each life during camp just as He does each and every youth camp. and indeed, The Unseen Battle was one camp to remember. i've since seen the real change and growth in my cg members since then after encountering God in such a real, powerful and unmistakeable way.

and so this year, the night before camp, i sit here and reminicse and suffer camp withdrawal symptoms. haha seriously lah...i've attended every single youth camp since i was 12! so missing what would have been my decadeth youth camp is painful! but i've promised camp comm that i'll be behind them in prayer. perhaps the most active and exciting way i can be involved (besides crashing now and then..heh). oddly enough, although i'm not going for and am not involved in planning this year's camp or making milo heh, there still is that unmistakeable sense of anticipation because i know God's gonna work in a mighty way. and so i'm excited! i hope each of you are too - the games, the smelly feet, the fellowship, the loooong days, the camp food, the snoring, the worship, the bonding, the crushes, experiencing God in a whole new way....oh the list could go on! enjoy! : )

and eunice ends here :
- 8:32 PM