Recently, my church had a church camp. Wilful Sunflower went, so did Minishorts. But, ah, I wasn’t there. ;P Obviously. (And am glad I didn’t go - apparently very bad jam on the way back. Shudder.)
You know, despite not attending BLC and all that, I still consider it my church. Maybe it’s a selfish thing to do because to be a member of a church you have to perform a number of obligations like, you know, be there at least once in a while and give it some $. But in my heart it is still my church, because I love the people, and I proudly say that BLC is my church. Um, not sure if BLC members do though. ![]()
But I couldn’t have gone for the camp anyway because this is my month of hell, where I have to work worse than a slave to get $$ to pay off my humongous debt. (Or, if I’m lucky enough, my company will give me bonus this month and I’ll save that blood money in an FD or something. Please, God. I want my bonus!! Weeps.)
Still, I wished I went for the church camp, but at the same time I’m glad I didn’t go. Frankly, I don’t really enjoy church camps.
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Don’t be shocked lah.
I find the manufactured togetherness exhausting at best, and the effort of smiling and being cheerful all the time is also taxing. Not that I don’t have fun during church camp, but at the back of my mind is always this question, “Why am I doing this?” And there’s always this feeling that building real relationships is still out of my reach despite all the fun we’re having…. hmm.
I find church camps to be pressure cookers. I hate participating in the games the most. I’m really anti-social during church camps and go all out to avoid all team sports games and people will probably think I’m some kind of sour puss (which I probably am). What I long for is a church camp that is not so frantic with the need TO DO SOMETHING. I also feel such a pressure to conform at a time when I don’t want to conform so badly. (If you don’t play in the games, people will think you’re not part of the team, when all you want to do is just watch and relax a little.)
So yeah, people who think too much probably won’t have a swell time at church camps.
The best church camp I had was with DUMC, where I basically did some reading at the beach, some mingling with a couple of friends, and listening to a talk or two and lots and lots of just sitting around staring at the sea. I refused to participate in any of the games, and frankly, if anyone forced me, I would’ve thrown something at them.
And it was a great, healing time!
I think the explanation is simple. Because I lead such a hectic life as a journalist, rushign from deadline to dealine, appointment to appointment, participate in all kinds of press conferances, watch exciting shows, meet all kinds of people etc, when you’re on a holiday, you want to do the opposite. You want to be silent, and slow down. You want to be selfish.You I don’t want to be part of any thing. You don’t want to get excited. You want to do nothing, be with God alone without the distraction …
I wish there was a church camp like that. Where I can just retreat somewhere beautiful with some friends and think and write about God.
Maybe I should orgnaise one? I promise that there will be no speakers, games or team activities. It’ll be totally boring. If you’re game for that, call me! And I’ll book a chalet at Legend Water Chalet in PD. (Hotel whore speaking here.)
Oh well, maybe one day I’ll be ready for church camps again. And church. I think. Huh.
PS: Those of you who love church camp to bits, don’t take offence. People are different, yah? Some like McDonalds, others like Burger King … that sorta thing. ![]()

