Over the last weekend, I had a BB camp to welcome in the newbies sec ones, and there were a lot of firsts.
first time that i was overall in charge of a camp, i can't remember if i was one when i was younger.
first time i share in devotion to the boys, twice in fact. Doing this was really quite an experience. it includes:
1) praying for a word to share from God
2) waiting for God to tell me what i should share
3) waking up in the morning, hearing it loud and clear on what to share. which passage and such..
4)a few days late, i got sermon send in on that particular passage, while visiting my girlfren's house. she was packing her room and found this cd, i listen and its exactly the same passage. Praise the Lord.
5) typing out the two devotion, word for word. sending it to my cell leader to review, and edit it again. working all nights in the days leading up to the camp. i never know i can tahan it. God is my strength indeed. but i realise when the night is silent, i hear God very very well. or is because i am desperate?
6) spiritual warfare: a lot of things happened, including girlfren suddenly become very sick, and i have to spend some time taking care of her. and other unexpected things happened. last mins changes. a lot of things, enough to throw me off guard, enough to let me know that all this happened because i am doing all this for the first time, and somebody out there in the 2nd heaven ain't too happy. but God has make us to be more than a conqueror, and God will always come out victorious. Praise the Lord for bringing me thru this.
thru this camp, i have also learn a lot about grace. God's grace was in abundance in the camp, and a lot of things was provided for. but i learn more about God's grace when i actually give it out to the boys. yes i received , but i think this is the first time that i actively gave, and when i do it, the Holy Spirit reminded me about it, and God's presence was very real. there were a number of mistakes, disciplinary problems that i saw in some of the boys. enough to make any human fed up, and there's the tendency to reprimand, but i was able to step back, and wait in patience, and see from a better view.
I sense that God was telling me that sometimes i was fed-up because i have judged, and maybe i have judged ppl from my own standards somemore, so i realised... who am i to judge others? so since i can't get past this, i was able patient with the boys. i would like to say.. ALL boys, but nonetheless, i am not so there yet. but i have learn a valuable lessons in knowing what grace is about after giving out some of it that was passed to me by God.
for now as i reflect, i just thank God for everything that i have experienced.
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
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