Song Of The Moment

Walk By Faith
Jeremy Camp

Will I believe You when you say
Your hand will guide my every way
Will I receive the words You say
Every moment of every day

Well I will walk by faith
Even when I cannot see
Well because this broken road
Prepares Your will for me

Help me to rid my endless fears
You've been so faithful for all my years
With one breath You make me new
Your grace covers all I do

Well I will walk by faith
Even when i cannot see
Well because this broken road
Prepares your will for me

Well I'm broken- but I'll still see Your face
Well You've spoken- pouring Your words of grace

Well I will walk by faith
Even when I cannot see
Well because this broken road
Prepares Your will for me

Well I will walk by faith
Even when I cannot see
Oh, well because this broken road
Prepares Your will for me

Hallelujah, hallelu
Hallelujah, hallelu...

Before Sibol...

Hindi na ako nakapag-blog simula nung birthday ko hanggang matapos ang classes… Wala namang ‘spectacular’ feeling nung birthday ko. [Although masaya kasi umaapaw ang pagkain kahit di ako nanlibre, salamat sa LRI (alam ‘to ng blockmates ko hehe), isang local pharmaceutical company kung san namin pinalipas ang araw para sa Management class.] In my email to my aunt, I told her turning a year older didn’t feel any different as usual. But I knew the reality of it would sink in as I go on… And sink in it did. A week later, my youngest brother Jeremy texted me.

Jeremy: ate are u free on wednesday?
Me: yes…why?
Jeremy: pde ka b maging chaperone namin sa EK free ang ticket mo dinner money lang prob mo ticket mo is courtesy namin
Me: ok cge. Ilan ba kayo? Ako lang ba ang adult? (huwaw, I used the word on myself…looks like I have to start getting used to this, hahaha.)
Jeremy: may dalawa pang Ate pero 16 years young lng sila, ikaw ang pinakamatanda sa amin (or something like that)

So yun, sumama ako sa aking kapatid at walo nyang mga kaklase + yung dalawang ate… and at the last minute nagdecide ang isang dad na sumama na rin (Buti na lng. Kung hindi, di ako nakasakay ng Space Shuttle twice. ^__^). Nakapag-rides naman ako, pero syempre hindi ko nasulit dahil naging tagabantay ako ng mga gamit nila (nagsimula yun sa Jungle Log Jam). And it made me wish I had friends with me too. Or at least a book to read while waiting (imagine?). Sige lang, araw naman nila yun eh. =) Magkaka-hiwa-hiwalay na rin sila dahil entering high school na sila. Akalain mo yun, high school na ang bunso kong kapatid?!

I haven’t even begun to tell of how came to I realize that nearly all my friends my age were either recently graduated or already employed. As the cliché goes, how time flies. This is change subtly unfolding before my eyes. Soon my own tide(s) of change will come. And when they do, I pray He’ll enable me to ride them prepared and with my heart trusting Him still.ü

my Sibol testimony :)

I praise and thank the Lord for the privilege of serving Him in Sibol Camp last week. It was an awesome and refreshing experience—how the camp went smoothly was all by His grace. I praise Him for the campers and for their eagerness to know God more and make good friends with each other. Praise Him for how my small group (Rio, Izra, Yas, Aljon, Jonie, K.Billy) grew in fellowshipping and worshipping together.ü Praise God for fellow Ates and Kuyas who were ready to give of themselves for the students. Praise God for the Cross most of all—the central message not just of the camp but all of His Word. I found that we can never be reminded enough about God’s holiness, our sinful nature and the saving work of Christ on the cross. The Gospel was proclaimed clearly and was planted in ready hearts. Hearing all their testimonies at the end was such a blessing. One Kuya commented that it just takes the ‘right’ (and I added ‘ripe’) campers to have a relatively trouble-free camp. But really, everything in the camp was by God’s sovereign grace and loving hand. :)

As I also pondered on this most recent experience as counselor, I couldn’t help but be amazed at how the Lord has transformed me. When I attended my first ISCF camp in high school, I never imagined that I would someday be an Ate at camp too. Would you believe I cried on the first night back then because of homesickness?ü But then here I am now. ISCF has become a significant part of my spiritual, personal and interpersonal growth, and I am glad I can give back to Him and the ministry. I am thankful for the colorful tapestry that my experiences as camper and counselor have become. Indeed it is a privilege to be used by our Almighty King to reach out to the high school students. All glory belongs to Him! :)

Dormant Muna

Haven't had time to sit down and share the last three weeks, and now I'll be off to Naic for my 3rd Sibol Camp as counselor...

Kaya ako nag-hehesitate mag-blog before eh. ^__^