horrors horrros! it's the eve of church camp, and I'm rushing my assignment, and I haven't packed my bag yet!

and I have to be up at 5.30am! pfft.

my stress-reliever?

Baby Charis! because she's so darn cute. *baby smooches*

Pentecost Sunday

It was Pentecost Sunday yesterday. 4 June 2006 to be exact.

And what a day it was!

The youths led worship during service, and to put it aptly, it was "Rockin!". I like =) Even though most of the songs were really new to me, I was too pumped up to even be bothered that I couldn't sing tunefully. The mood was infectious. Beyond the dancing lights and pulsating amps, I saw how the youths worshipped, and I myself was moved to worship him, without reserve!

Ps Yang from Cornerstone was our guest speaker. If there's one thing that I brought away with me from the candid yet impactful message, was the call for spiritual hunger. He shared testimonies of various men and women of God who perserved in hungering after God, and how God inclined his ear towards them and answered the cry of their hearts. God wants us to be hungry, desperate enough for Him, to know that we long nothing more than to be soaked in His presence, so that He may respond to us, to let us know that He is listening and longing for us, with much more intensity than we can ever long for Him!

I knelt at the altar, at the feet of Him, and did something I'd been wanting to do for a long time. I cried out to Him. I felt desperate and I know that I'm not contented with where I am right now, and I desperately wanted more of Him. It was my moment of initmacy with Him.

(insert afternoon activities at Plaza Singapura, visiting Sharon Tang and chillin' at TCC)

We then headed to the National Stadium for the Global Day of Prayer, where 160 nations of the world unite to pray with one heart and one purpose!

Hoping to get good seats, we got there about one hour earlier at 6.30pm, and it didn't look as packed as i thought it would be. But as time ticked by, the stadium filled up steadily, and by the time we had worshipped and sung a few songs, I noticed that the stadium was already packed, even Bonny had to give up the seats that she wanted to reserve for friends.

Glancing around the semi-circled-filled stadium, I caught a itsy bitsy glimpse of what it must be like in Heaven.

There was a part where Rev Rick Seaward who represented the Pentecostal Charismatics stepped out and publicly apologized to the chairman of the Evangelical Conservatives, and vice versa. More than just words, they did something which was really symbolic. They washed each other's feet, imitating the very act that Jesus did for his disciples while on earth.

Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one another's feet (John 13:14)

It was a humbling act, and it sent out a ripple effect to the crowds who were watching on, when they cheered and applauded as both men sought each other's forgiveness. I was reminded at how I saw others through my pride-tinted lens with the superiority that my brand of worship/talk/knowledge outweigh anyone else's who thinks differently. Help me to see like You do Lord.

The young people ran out into the fields raising the flags of the various countries that we were all praying for. That momet just stirred my insides. For once, I saw beyond my 5th floor - auditorium - vision, and saw a glimpse of the magnititude of the kingdom of God. I couldn't help but be moved that my God is a God of ALL nations, and I felt a fraction of what it must be to care for every nation. Lord, let the key verse of GDOP be fulfilled;

For the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the Lord, as the waters cover the sea.
Habbakkuk 2:14

@GDOP
one half of the stadium

the girls who pray!

till next year!