The Span of Wings Wider Than This
What a week it has been.
Sh wasn't coming for FOP today, so Jeremy decided to call off the thing. Argh. I wanted to go FOP no matter wha. On the account that I couldn't make it for band prac this week. MUST FIND SOME TIME TO WORSHIP GOD WITH LIKE-MINDED PEOPLE. Luckily Dilys said in class she was going today with Margaret. Elizabeth and I decided to tag along. Whahahaha... Thank God people wanted to go today.
So after class, we went to TM to eat pizza hut. And it was so idiotic cause the student prices there are only valid at 1.30 pm onwards. And we entered the restaurant at 12.30 pm.
So we decided to drrraaaaaagggg the ordering time by an hour. AN HOUR just sitting at the table pretending we cannot make up our minds. I must stress how stupid it looked. You could tell all the waitresses were eyeing us, but we didn't care. Lol... being VSC students - we're supposed to be really cheapskate freaks. Ahahaha. I'm serious. Most of us are pauper-poor. I'm already like -$70 off budget.
So anyway the 60 minutes wait was worth it. We got an $8 discount. =D
Then we went to the arcade and JT and I played this kayaking game. And it was so dumb cause we wasted $4 getting stuck at the same starting place in the game. Lol. Dilys suggested House Of The Dead 2 instead. Which was even worse cause both Dilys and JT kept screaming when the zombies appeared ( girls .. =/ ). And I sat in the middle, yelling at the top of my voice "RELOAD! RELOAD!" cause they always forgot to.
*Zombie appears*
JT screams, Dilys panics at her screaming and can't control her gun. Gun can't fire, I shout "RELOAD!", Dilys gets mobbed by zombies. JT laughs, tries to use her feet to 'kick' the zombies away (that's what she said). Dilys laments at her life gone.
Margaret was laughing at how the three of us were acting like kids-with-no-sweets in a small arcade machine.
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FOP
FOP was amazing.
God was with us that night.
Could feel the Holy spirit at work... like suddenly, there would be a wave of tingling sensation over my skin, a burst of warmth that carouses through the heart and lungs. And the sudden need to cry. Well, at least that's how it feels for me. And that just surprises me... you could sense it was something out of this world, and that feeling revival and uplifting just makes you wanna praise Him even more.
Don Moen was great. The words just flowed out really easily, and the whole congregation just succumbbed to the praise and worship.
That's why FOP is always the festival to look forward to every year. Not because of the big names CHC always manage to get to come down here -
but that spiritual recharge experience.