Woke up about 6:15. Slept pretty OK, since I was, like, really tired. Left at the usual time (7:45), but since it was a Saturday and there was no rush hour, got to Maccas about 8:15. I was pretty hungry, and the hotcakes from The Tishbite yesterday were cool, so I got them - even though its like $3.50. While eating breakfast, I tried a Chris Hill impersonation - since having the cold shower this morning made me go "oooohhhhh", which kinda sounded like what he does. So I used the analogy of a "cold shower anointing". I think it came off pretty well.
I was still feeling tired, so got a latte, too. Even though it was $2.80, contrary to what FD says it was actually pretty good.
Got to Challenge Stadium around 9:05. Got ushered to the right (again) and ended up finding seats in the green area at the extreme front right (S9). I think we were in two groups at the start, but then conglomerated. Some of the youth went down to the mosh pit, which left me with like 3 seats of room - coolness!
Had another moment. During worship, Sam Evans changed the words from:
"I will sing forever.....
Jesus I love You
Jesus I looooove You"
to:
"He will sing forever.....
Jesus He loves me
Jesus He looooves me"
And then they sang a bit of that Sunday School song:
"Jesus loves me this I know, for the bible tells me so...........etc"
It was really powerful. Cos even though I know it and experience it a lot, somehow singing it over a few times just opened up a deeper realisation of how great His love is. Made me get all teary so I couldn't sing it the last few times.
The speaker was Matt Fielder, who started off with his own Chris Hill impersonation. Luckily (as he said) Chris Hill wasn't there, but Reggie found it pretty amusing (I think in the 'you are so lame' kinda way).
His message, from John 11:1-6, 11-15, 38-44 (about Jesus raising Lazarus) was entitled '4 bumps in the journey' - about hindrances to our spiritual walk in general.
The first, from verses 7-8 was fear (False Expectations Appearing Real) - ie, what if God does nothing? It included the most memorable part of his sermon, a brilliant description of what you would do if a you saw a huntsman on the bonnet. How you speed up but it clings on, then it moves to the windscreen and you try and knock it with the windscreen wipers, but it stays in the middle swaying out of the way, then it climbs on the roof where you can't see it, so you have to stop, then quietly undo the seatbelt then countdown before racing out of the car, then feeling spiders on you all day so that people think you're crazy. Anyway, you had to be there.
The second bump was negativity from verse 16, including criticism and cynicism.
The third was doubt from verses 21-25. He noted that doubt was a part of all (or most) bible heroes' life - including Moses, even though he was being spoken to by a burning tree, and assumed with Noah, since he was building a boat in the desert for 120 years. Even including JC, where he prayed twice for the blind man in Mark 8.
The last point was stink, from verse 39 - meaning general problems that seem to disrupt your quest for a miracle. He made the point that there was a smell of the grave, but it was right before the miracle occurred. He thus concluded that you should rejoice when you see little problems in your situation, because it means you've got the devil worried and that the breakthrough will happen soon.
He concluded by suggesting that God wasn't answering some prayers because, believe it or not, we are asking too little. As with Lazarus, it wasn't healing but raising from the dead, so maybe its not just parents but family, or community, or state, or nation?
Stayed inside during the break. Reggie came on again. He did his usual repoitraire, but this time added one go of 'Gimmie a J' - that was cool! Yeah!
His message was entitled 'Save the Day', from Luke 2:1-7, but also including Revelation 21:4. It was essentially a kinda outreach message - that JC was born in a rather nasty way so he could easily reach all of us broken people. He then told a different version of his testimony - I already knew he was adopted, but he told of the actual moment when he was told he was. The 'save the day' was what his mother told him on her deathbed - to not sit around waiting for her, but to go out and continue with the rallys he was doing.
And then I had another moment - maybe not the most obvious, but certainly the strangest. Like last year, Reggie was using this message as a springboard to encourage people to sponsor children. And I knew that, cos well before he finished he called the worship team up, but the World Vision people went instead and he goes 'nah, y'all, I'll call for you later'. So I knew they were gonna come, and I knew I was already sponsoring a child (from PS last year), and I knew there was nothing calling me to sponsor another one. So then, we he made the call, all of a sudden I got this thing which goes 'y'know, I have too much money'. Now, I don't have too much money, but since my rent is gonna be about half what it was, I will have over the rest of the year. So, that was it. I went down and got another child. I was hoping for a boy in Africa, since I have one in Indonesia already, but I realised that I wouldn't have any choice, really. But I got a boy from Kenya, so that worked out pretty well.
Went back to FCC, then. Had to drop of my namesake (female version) there because she had started feeling unwell almost right at the start, and had been sitting with her friends in the car. We then went across the road and wound up at the Snaak place. I had a dorsai (??) on the recommendation of Ps Melvin, and also a Coke and a curry puff. It wasn't much, but it was about 3 by then, and we would be having dinner in two hours. I was planning to have the big sushi at Southlands.
I think the aim was to sleep - thats what Ps Neil Smith had suggested just before we left. But, even though I could've used some sleep, the ache that the hard floor was gonna cause me far outweighed that desire. So, instead, I sat around while people played Texas Hold'em. It was kinda funny, cos we were betting with Monopoly money, so whenever you went broke you just grabbed some more from the pile. Then it was cleaning up time - took a while. I almost lost my PS bag, but found it after going through like 50 of them. OK, maybe 10. Or less. But still......
I was then forced to share my Chris Hill impersonation with the rest of the group. I think most of the youth seemed to think it was cool - they must be very easily amused. Just wait until Uni makes them cold, boring and cynical. Yeah......
And then, we didn't go to Southlands, but went to Taurus instead. But I wanted my sushi, so went and bought takeaway from Yuki. It was $8.50 for ten pieces, which I thought was actually quite OK. Foolishly bought soy sauce for 20 cents when it was included, anyway. I bought Coke Zero as well, just for something different.
I then threw the bag in the bin outside Taurus. I then couldn't find the car keys, and realised they were still in the bag, so had to get it out of the bin. Oh, dear......
We left past 6. There was a crowd in Subiaco, which I found out later was watching the Western Force practice rugby training game. Just after, there was a booze bus (except there was no bus) to catch the drunken rugby people. It slowed us down a lot, but we got through without being tested. Yay!
On the way, the youth in the bus all prayed for my namesake (female version) that she wouldn't be sick again. Ah, the lessons we can learn from children...... ;-)
Got there about 6:40. Once again, our group got seperated - but it didn't matter, cos we went in by the left door and were thus ushered left. I was just about to get to the cement seats at N7 when everyone charged into me (quite literally) from the other direction, cos the middle section had just opened up. We thus got almost exactly the same place as Friday night - but I was on the other end of the row, 1 seat further back.
I had my final moment during worship. Since the previous night I had been shouting/screaming as loud as I could, I realised that I wasn't going to get any 'further' doing it that way. So, right from the start, I knew that I should kneel. But I really couldn't bring myself to do it. I had also felt it quite strongly on the first night, but resisted then. However, they sang that 'Your glory' song again, and just before they got to the chorus the second time, it was like 'now! now! now! do it!'. So I did. And I stayed down until pretty much the last run through of the chorus.
The speaker was Russell Evans. His message, from Matthew 18:18-20, but using a lot from the apple story in Genesis 3 was about breaking out of the boxes in our lives. To illustrate his point, he had lots of boxes on the stage and destroyed each one with a baseball bat - insecurity, disunity, mediocrity, blame, anger, etc....
A fitting way to finish, I think. But, even though my body was hurting in all sorts of places by this time, mainly my foot and my chest and my voice and my brain wasn't staying awake - I was devasted that we had come to the end. And now theres another year until its on again.
Got back to FCC around 11. Got a ride home with Katty - I left V's car there to take it home on Sunday afternoon. We also gave Car a rid back from B's house. Went pretty much straight to bed - it was a little after midnight.
I hope V's enjoying HK, cos I know how much he would've enjoyed this....... a lot better than last year, but in a less emotional and more sustaining kind of way. I think that the camp aspect was probably the reason for that.
Till next January, then?