As expected, I am emotionally heightened at the moment after church camp. It was amazing, even though I didn't really talk to the people that I'd normally hang out with at church. This weekend, I actually got to know people whom I didn't really talk to before, and also kind of just get to know some people I'd only have shallow conversations with. We studied mostly from Phillipians & learnt about the rocky road of following Christ. It was really encouraging seeing YR12s there, placing God above study, where we asians sometimes slip ): I think that I'll make Poony something small when I have time, and give it to him on Sunday. He made like half of us teary after his speech )': I think that church is like my safe haven, the people there are sweet, loving, kind, humble, gentle... But, I realised that my perception that everyone at church had it all, like they were perfectly fitted with the right attitudes was wrong. I didn't realise that some people there are and have struggled with the same things as me. Interesting how we're all so hesitant to tell each other, but relieved to know I'm not the only one.



Brotherly love.