This is gonna be a long entry, but it’s a very important one. I don’t want to keep it brief because I really want to express myself. I’m sure this entry is only about half the things I have in my mind. If you’re a Christian or belong to NYCBC, I hope you will take the time to read this to help me through my struggles with my walk with God. Hopefully, by the end of this entry, you will have some feedback for me and can leave a comment or tell me on AIM or facebook or just have a talk with me. I would really appreciate that. I do wonder if anybody else feels the same and if you do, just know that you’re not alone.
spinnin’: “I believe in you” – Bethany Dillon
(I first heard this song from the praise movement that Emily Yung created.)
The retreat was completely different from what I expected; it was totally different from the TECBC retreat. I expected to just have fun and be able to learn about the 4 great C’s. I expected to become closer to a bunch of the NYCBC people and get to know some others. It was so much more than that though. Everything that happened just blew me away and left me questioning many things. There were many ups and downs.
On the way to Eastern University, I talked to Winnie, Angelo, and Tami about the most random things. On the first day of the retreat, we had some free time. I played some volleyball and finally learned how to throw a frisbee. Thanks Albert. I was having a good time until joint snacks time. It was at that time that I felt like everything caught up with me and I felt completely lost within the NYCBC crowd. I couldn’t get into a conversation because I dunno what the people are talking about. I think that’s when I had my crash from a seemingly long spiritual high developed from the TECBC retreat. More on that later. Cabin devotions cheered me up because of the icebreaker skittles game. I got to know our cabin devotion group a little better. The program said that lights out was at 11, but no one really came to check on us so Albert, Daniel, and I talked about stuff in our room. I fell asleep around 2 out of nowhere and when i woke up again, Albert and Daniel were still talking. I just went right back to bed.
The second day was better thanks to John. After the night discussion with the discussion group, I talked to John about being lost at the retreat. During the discussion, people were talking about some of the others that left NYCBC and I had no idea what was going on. I had no idea who the people were. At the end of the discussion, we decided to break up with a partner to end in prayer. I got paired with John and when we were in a separate room, he asked if there was anything I wanted to talk about. We spent about an hour there, missing part of joint snack time. It was good to have someone listen to me and it was good being able to express myself. That night, it was cool how all the teens gathered to play this card game that most of us just learned during joint snack time. I whooped Elliot’s butt by the way. I returned to my room to talk to Albert and Daniel. Albert fell asleep first this time and I think i talked to Daniel and Andy until about 3AM.
John said a couple of things that were very encouraging to me and hit me pretty hard. He said: “If God didn’t want me to be here, I wouldn’t be here.” He also said: “We don’t want to be a part of the problem, we want to be a part of the solution.” That is very true and gave me hope. So a big thanks to you, John.
Saturday was another down day for me. But first, I was completely in awe and shocked that during session 3, Pastor Andrew Lee talked about the same thing that John and I talked about. It led to a change in schedule and many of us had a meeting together addressing the problems at church. That’s when I found out that people, among them leaders, had left church, some without explanation, some for good reasons, and some otherwise. Many people were upset and angry and shared their stories. I thought about not being in the meeting, but I stayed because I wanted to know what was going on and I wanted to be a part of NYCBC. I also hesitated when I shared because I felt that as a newcomer, I didn’t have the right to say what I wanted to say. But I shared anyway, hoping that my comments will help or be a sign of encouragement. For the group activity, it was fun with the popping the balloons game. However, I sweat so much from that game that I decided to quit when I was the only silver person left. Emily Yung was like “OMGOSH you’re so sweaty” loL. When I went back to the dorm room to change, the outside door wouldn’t open. I kept typing in the code again and again but the door wouldn’t budge. I asked for someone to help me and when she came, she punched in the code and the door opened with ease. I was like “WHATTTTTTTTT? Do it again.” So she did it again and it didn’t open. While she was fixing it, the others returned from the group activities. I felt so embarrassed because I was still sweating and I had taken off my shirt and put it on backwards and inside out. I heard that I missed out on a fun game called “hit the deck.”
At night, there was that whole sense of feeling lost again. During joint snacks time, I tried to get involved in a conversation, but I kept bouncing back and forth between people. Maybe that’s why I couldn’t get into a conversation because I didn’t stay long enough, but I felt so clueless sometimes from what the people were saying. Stupid as I am, I decided to go by myself to the soccer field and just sit there. After a while, I went to cabin devotions. I had nothing to share during the time although I really wanted to talk to somebody about my current situation. I found Joyce and I decided to talk to her about it. She’s one of those really mature people that I look up to although I don’t know much about her yet…I think that says a lot about her already. It was definitely very reliefing talking to her and she said some encouraging things. She was surprised that I actually kept going back to church and to Footsteps and shared my thoughts during the meeting. It was a nice reminder that hopefully, I was doing the right thing and going towards the right path. Afterwards, I went back to the soccer field and just sat there again myself. Some of the people decided to sleep on the field for the night and welcomed me in. I refused because I was deep in thought. There was just so much going on in my head but I really did want to sleep on the field too. I thought about that the first day I arrived there. Anyway, I just want to thank those that approached me and asked if I was ok. I guess I made myself very unapproachable with the “emo” things I do. Finally, when Winnie came to ask me what’s wrong, I decided to tell her. When she left to go back to the dorm rooms, I decided to stay a while longer by myself on the field. Honestly, I broke down with tears in my eyes with all the stuff that I was thinking about. I kept kicking the fence and pulling on it because I was frustrated and I didn’t know how to let it out. When i went back to the dorm rooms, I found out that the teens had a “meeting” about the problems at church and I was brought up. I was really shocked to know that and it makes me feel even more uncomfortable now. I had a talk with Daniel, Albert, and Eric about how I felt. It was good to let it out and have them share their thoughts too. I read from Hanna that “the boys locked themselves in the room.” I hope that doesn’t cause any offense to anybody else, but I just didn’t want to share how I felt with everyone in person. Hence, I am writing this now for those who do want to know. Daniel also told me I’m now known for having my hood on. It’s like my trademark because when i have my hood (of my hoodie) on, it means I’m upset at something. So that goes out to how stupid I am once again for being the stupid person I am. I do not want to be known as this emo person everywhere I go and it’s definitely something I have to work on. We talked and slept at like 5AM. I tried to stay up to wait for Jessie and Emily to finish practicing their praise movement and see if they wanna talk, but I fell asleep before they came up. I never really got a chance to talk to the girls, except for Winnie, while i was at the retreat. That’s something to work on.
On sunday, I left the retreat with many questions in mind. I didn’t get what I thought I would get out of the retreat. That’s for sure. I decided to be by myself part of the time just to think and hopefully clear things up although that didn’t really happen. On the bus ride back, I talked to Albert more about the retreat and then went to sleep because I was exhausted. I really wished I had approached many of the things I did differently and enjoyed myself more instead of being by myself, but what’s done is done. Hopefully, I can take this experience as a way of learning on what to do and what not to do and continue on my walk with God.
A special thanks goes to all those who helped plan for the retreat. Thanks to Gabe for leading cabin devotions. Thanks to Wendy and Sally for leading group discussions. Thanks to Joyce, John, and Fran for taking the time to listen and talk to me because I didn’t expect to have been able to talk to you guys the way I did. Thanks to Richard for giving me info about Binghamton. A big thanks to Pastor Andrew Lee for coming to speak to us. And a very big thanks to Tiff, Emily, Herman, Simon, and Joyce for leading worship. I find it very inspiring and courageous that they took the time and devotion to practice and lead. Thanks to all the others who welcomed me and talked to me during the retreat. And thanks for reading this entry if you took the time to because this is 1800+ words long.
I will have another entry soon talking about how I feel as a newcomer.