BREAK FREE

It was a great experience and time to be in there... I was quite sad as my friend did not want to join it.

Well well, the activities in the camp were good and thrilling. There were a lot of rest time. They were good, as they enabled us to refresh ourselves and have a fellowship time. I enjoyed it. The American team was so nice and faithful to God, they travelled a great distance just to do the work of God. One of them, Brother Nick had fallen ill but thank God that He himself would heal him.

The worship section was good as we had Brother Jonathan to lead us. He was a bit crazy but who cares, we enjoyed it. He hurt his leg but it was no big deal to him. He had lifted up the atmosphere in the camp. If he was not there, then this camp was just imperfect.

Matthew, or we called him Matt, was good in preaching. He tried to use simple words so that we could understand what he was trying to say. I believed his messages had impacted a lot of people and changed them, with the help of Holy Spirit.

Brother Sean, even though he spoke a few, but when in free time, he approached many campers and talked with them. He was also doing all the projector work, not bad for him.

My group leader, Colin, travelled from Tawau to Sandakan and he led our group well. Being an assistant, I had nothing to help out for he had done the most of them. When he was sharing his testimony, I saw a man in white poured out oil onto him and when the oil reached the ground, it spread to every other group members.

On Thursday morning, I saw something. I saw the four of American team were like soldiers, with the Armour of God, in the battlefield. The were marching forward in a horizontal line. The one at the most right-hand side fell down suddenly and the other three marched forward a step and stopped. The one at the most left-hand side was hurt by an arrow on his left leg. But he seems to feel no pain and remain standing. They were defending themselves but they could not help the one that was lying. It was amazing that none of the arrow hit the lying soldier. When the arrows stopped, a man in white came and healed the lying one, and they started to march forward again, yet the healed man was always a step behind the other three.

There was a theft in the camp. It was sad. Even I did not know who was it or who were they, but I believed God was sad to see this happened, yet He let it. There must be a lesson for us to learn from. I thank God for everything, I love it, I love smores, and I love You, God.