so i didnt make a testimonial at camp because i knew i would probably start crying, so i thought i would write my thoughts about it here. many people would question why i went to church camp - for the social reasons, or do i actually believe in religion? to be honest,if i didnt believe i wouldv never considered going in the first place. i havent really mentioned it before, but i did used to go to church when i was a kid in adelaide, but when we moved to melbourne in '97 i stopped, because we didnt know where to go. i guess from this i developed...church-phobia, of some sort....didnt know where i would fit in, too afraid to go somewhere where i didnt know anyone and didnt know if i would fit in....i suppose i thought i had nothing to lose by going to give camp a try, either way. thats where i come to a crossroad; to my non christian friends - who wonder why this pops up all of a sudden...and think i might become fanatical?...and the friends who have been christian for years...the amount of faith they have is so intimidating! and i would never be able to compare. there was definitely a lot to comprehend; i tried to stay afloat as best as i could. worship + prayer night on the saturday - im not sure what it was; the music, me just thinking abt recent personal problems i have been struggling with, and i just completely broke down + cried. so grateful for the people who came to me + gave me support...i was so surprised at the amount of people who were crying around me, but i guess it really goes to show how many ppl battle with their own problems... its so crazy how the music can touch me like it does. iv felt so long that there was something missing in life...i dont know why it feels so...empty, meaningless. hoping that if i give this a try...again. then i can understand myself and others better...i think all my wants are pretty self centred at the moment, but hopefully once i find myself. they wont have to be... |