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somehow i really think that this sunday school camp had quite an impact on me
keep having lingering thoughts about it...
arrived in church today 10 mins late. was really tired and somehow drained from everything - the camp and something that happened after that as soon as i started singing, i started crying and it just got worse and worse as worship proceeded on to the camp theme song, "who am i" and into the prayer.
who am i
that the Lord of all the earth
would care to know my name
would care to feel my hurt
who am i
that the bright and morning star
would choose to light the way
of my ever wandering heart
not because of who i am
but because of what u've done
not because of what i've done
but because of who You are
i guess there was a giant "tired" sign hanging from my face because everyone was asking me if i got any rest the night before.. oh wells, thanks bijun who probably noticed my tears because she was sitting behind me but instead of asking me directly about it, which i would not have wanted, gave me a massage instead... love you sister.
the dynamics of church has been changed yet again.