soccer fever.. not

Yes, it's the World Cup season.. and no, we're not World Cup crazy. Church camp celebration night theme was "My Hero/Heroine". We were too lazy to think of more exciting things to wear, hence the convenient soccer jerseys. And no, Louis and Lincoln doesn't support Korea. The Korea jerseys were their only buys from Korea, by the way. :)

matching jerseys!

No I didnt'buy a Korean jersey. I'd rather buy many other clothes with the monies!

Lessons through church camp

Victory through faith! That's the church camp theme this year. I'm thankful that the Loke tribe managed to make it this year to church camp, despite just having started work for 2 weeks (i.e. very hard to take leave). So thank God for favour with the bosses.

I'm quite ashamed to say that I didn't have much expectations for the camp. Last year, I missed parts of the camp sermons due to a fussy baby who couldn't sit still. This year I was expecting history to repeat itself. Furthermore, the mil wouldn't be there, which meant I had to be with the boy more. Thankfully, the boy managed to attend the nursery class without me. It was heartbreaking to see him cry, but I reckoned that sooner or later, he would have to get used to going to preschool without me or his grandma around.

Here are some lessons I learnt (and still remember)!

1. Spare the rod and spoil the child. Very biblical. Very tried and tested.

2. We can never be sinless, but we have to sin less.

3. God saved me so that I can be fruitful. I owe it to Him not to spend my life frivolously.

4. If you want to save money, you should move to Malacca. No shopping. I bought ZERO things. Except local snacks. :(

5. Lincoln looks good in red!

Will be back with some pictures. Mr Loke needs to use the lappie.

I still believe in love

There's something about weddings that just make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Maybe it's the fact that I was there without distractions (aka Linc), or maybe it's the fact that it's a wedding of 2 dear friends. Before the bride even came in, I already teared during the montage. I remember when I was younger, attending weddings was more of a fun, photo-taking affair where we would just gather and take photos and pose after or even during the wedding. It was fun because we seldom had the chance to dress up and put on make-up and attend a "function" together.

Now that I'm older (sigh) and more mature (yeah!), I am more selective about the weddings I

attend. I do not fancy attending weddings of people I would call acquaintances, or whom I've never been close to, especially dinners, especially dinners. It just takes too much time away from the limited time I have.

Well, back to why weddings just make me feel all melty. Is it the flowers? The love songs that are playing softly in the background? All these definitely add to the mood. But more than that, I think it's seeing two people in love taking the step of faith to be together forever, come what may... for better for worse, to love and to cherish. And that makes me believe in love all over again.

All girls like flowers.

The customary shot with the gal pal.