So the retreat went

Unforgettable.

Ok, so here's what and how it went down: Just two or three weeks back, CCC mentioned about upcoming retreat held by Cal Poly Pomona. To cut the chase short, I went; apparently there were only three of us from our campus, Mt. Sac, who participated (that includes ME!)
Pretty tough, huh? Haha. I'm somewhat didn't mind about it at all. I LOVE meeting new people. My whole life for the past year has been nothing but a series of encounters with random living human beings.
It's called um... Camp Seely? Seeley? I think the handout spells it differently from the actual sign up there. Yeah.

It went on from Friday to Sunday. We arrived at sundown. The place wasn't vastly spacious, but it was pretty huge, still. Ok. Um. Anyway, it was such a blast. I'm going to pick out the events randomly.
Ok, first, there was the games. It was fun, and it was designed so everybody will get to know each other. Then there was the dance. Yeah. It was super exhilirating, not forgetting exhausting.

The gist is, the message. Yes, it was a Christian event-thing. There was actually two issues that were talked about, but unfortunately only one really hit me. Hahah.

Ok, so the speaker, friggin' awesome person, was referring to the book of 2nd Timothy. Paul's last letter. Like, ever. I guess that kinda makes it like the last words or testimony or something.
Anyway here's what my notes say, that people are falling left and right, and we must set up our goal, our finish line, and resist whatever obstacles, trials, temptations trying to hinder us. Just like Paul did, he put up a good fight. And I guess this sort of relate with the other message, the heavenly treasure for the reward. Yeah.
Ok, that was a very rough summary of what we studied up there.
And here's how I relate it to MYself, is that I have not been putting up a good fight. Maybe because I don't know who to fight for, or the capacity of the fight itself. I have not try hard enough, or maybe I was never attempted to fight at all, in the first place. All these time, I thought that I have been participating in, maybe in reality I haven't. My life has not started yet.
Somewhat and somehow, I related that with this one parable from the Bible about the three servants with talents and such, and associated myself as the third lazy servant. Unfortunately, reminiscing, I could not recall that many occassion when I have given my best. I'm going to have to try much harder from now on.
I need to manifest my skill for God's purpose more. Like, bad.

Pardon my subtleties. It's 12.33 AM and I only had around 10-12 hours of sleep for the past 3 days, and my days have been physically demanding. Haha.


Lastly, I brought camera but inexplicably, I didn't take any pictures. Yes. How weird. I'm odd.


So voila!



Saturday. Couldn't sleep. Cold. Woke up twice: once at three and the other at five.
Decided to take a walk outside instead half an hour later after unsuccessfully trying to go back to sleep.
The back view of the camp facing the forest, sorta. I apologize for the gruesome perspective. I was brain dead.
It looks incomplete, because it is. When I did it, it was SUPER cold, and my fingers literally went stiff.
No sarcasm.