time to recall, recall that first touch of Jesus upon my heart and my life.

ngl camp. seems so long ago. evangelion camp.encounter jesus camp.
but unforgettable, and so so precious.for that time, just to cut off all else and chase after what's most important, what's eternal and cast away all objects of that are only temporary, to cast away what can only be classified as our concerns of vanity.

"His living water we desire, to flood our hearts with holy fire."

that touch of Your presence. to see youths come in with pain, seclusion and betrayal, pride and rebellion etched on their faces only to humbly raise their hands at altar call, raise their hands and say the sinners prayer.

to see those who look so strong let loose floods of tears, kneeling before you, laid out on the floor, shocked by the magnitude of Your love. tears in their eyes.



when did i start forgetting? when did i become so removed from all these?

call it all into remembrance.