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Sunday, April 26, 2015

Well, i should really make it a habit to journal my thoughts. I find that typing them out feels much more fluid than writing,, but i'm half apprehensive about leaving my thoughts straying around on the world wide web. Yes, WORLD WIDE.

On to the meaty stuff. I got baptised today! As people asked me after the event what it felt like, I found myself struggling to find where to start my account. To be honest, the weight of the event didn't sink in until I reached church and was waiting for service to start. I was chatting with some of the others who were going to be baptised with me, asking about who's going to witness this occasion for them. To my amazement, some got almost the entire family along, together with friends and relatives. As for myself, I could only explain wryly that most of my family is back in Singapore and only a few of my connect group members were here. I didn't feel the need to tell my other friends, namely the CCF gang, cos' well, it felt like a rite of passage to me and it's just gonna be a short and snappy process. No need for so much fanfare. Haha. But I was wrong. As I was back on my seat after getting baptised, I sorely missed their presence. How I wished they were here to witness the occasion! But indeed only God knows the desires of our hearts and grants them. My friends "magically" appeared after the service to greet me. Haha. Praise God!

As I was standing by the stage waiting for my turn to get into the pool, I was suddenly overwhelmed and i could feel tears coming to my eyes. Kept blinking to get rid of any trace of it. I didn't wanna ruin any photos. But that's how great the spirit felt. Walking up those stairs, a sense of calm fell over me. I was at home, at the church I grew to love over the past 2 years. I know this decision to be baptised here instead of back home in Singapore was the right one. And then it was my turn. I was beckoned over to the pool. Very carefully, I took my first step in, wary of the slippery looking surface of those steps. And my, that water was warm. Soooo warm. Will and another lady (i think her name was Sophie) ushered me over to them, before Will said a short prayer and the next thing I knew, I was down in the water. I'm not sure if I kept my eyes open, cos I actually saw the surface of the pool from underneath and all the lights from the church ceiling. And I even saw myself being lifted up towards the surface and out of the water! I'm not sure if those images were planted in my head by God's divine communication link, cos' I couldnt have kept my eyes open. That just wouldn't make sense. But the experience was so real I must have witnessed everything. Arrrgh. photo evidence needed! haha. I guess it wont really matter actually and I shall leave that tinge of "mystery" hanging.

Dinner at Wong Kei after with Uncle Jeff, Aunty Emily, Aunty Margeret and the CCF peeps. Andita couldn't join cos of her early start tomorrow. All in all, a night I definitely wont forget as long as I live.

Entered by platinum at 6:19 PM