Here come the Kingdom Soldiers!

That was a wonderful camp! If only I have internet access, I could have provided live coverage. :)

Everyone one had a great time. The children made pizza (deeelicious!) which I thought we bought from outside. They also painted their own T-shirts.

The new friends who joined us also enjoyed their time talking about a variety of topics.

The singing contest had overwhelming response. To quote the American / Malaysian Idol slogan, suddenly, everyone wants to be a singer! Haha.

The worship was exceptionally good in the sense that we were able to reach up to God and allow Him to touch us. Fantastic. If you know the preparation we have done (or not done), you would appreciate it more. I think it is safe to say that the worship was anointed. Kudos to the worship team who followed the leading of the Spirit.

It seems like all the leaders received a message from God. I had trepidation going out for prayer. I always do. Most of it due to pride, some of it due to face (which it also pride) and a bit of doubt.

What if the preacher said something 'common'? That would be a big bruise to my ego. Or what if the preacher said God wants me to go fulltime. NOW. Hehe.

Either way, he (or God) didn't tell me anything out of my expectation. Nothing I don't already know. So, that should serve as a confirmation. Good. Now, I just have to be careful not to let any of it get into my head.

Some may be skeptical. I am skeptical. I check what the preacher shared against what God has been telling me all the time. I am the Learner. I am learning from the Bereans.

During the ministry time on Sunday, I kept praying for God to fill, heal and cleanse. Jesse and I hugged and wept incessantly. It was a wonderful and beautiful time of reconciliation. I have not been a responsible father. No more. Until now, I voice is still croaked from all that crying. Thanks to the prayers of some of you, I think my voice has regained its normalcy. But to my ears, it still doesn't sound right.

Let's pray that the fire doesn't fizzle out in us so quickly. I just watched LoTR. I have only watched the Two Towers before. My son saw both The Fellowship of the Ring and the Two Towers. So, once we got back from the camp, we finished off the last few moments of the Fellowship of the Ring, skipped the Two Towers and watched the Return of the King.

Whan I saw Aragorn rallying his troops to face the enemy bravely, I think of ourselves. As Kingdom Soldiers, will we waver in face of our adversaries? Are we diligent? Are we disciplined? Are we in shape? (Ok, I know round is also a shape, but you get my drift.)

It begs some thinking.