Houseparty

Got back from Houseparty last night but had to study non-stop for my test today. I think I did ok, I'm glad I didnt give in to temptation and stay another night at HP.

Overall it was a really good conference but these things are always bitter sweet. I'm so use to the happiness of being with all these Christians who love one another, then having to go back home, that now even during the camp I already feel depressed. The talks were quite different from what I'm use to, and its hard to not be over critical when your not in a good mood. I guess I found it hard to get much out of them. But I really really enjoyed the fact that I got to meet older Christians who were heaps encouraging. I had a bad impression of elders but I talked to one who really helped me think about how to share the gospel with my family, and I just wanted to talk to him all day. I talked to two older Christians about problems of self esteem and depression and that was great as well. Got the chance to talk to people heaps; its so sad for me that other than during camps, I only feel like I am in Christian fellowship 2 days a week.

Another highlight was going to the seminar on Family.. yeah everyone who went would know why it was good and why it made lots of people cry. One thing they talked about was the 5 love languages; I remember reading it while I was still going out, thinking how I could apply it in my relationship. It never even crossed my mind to apply it to my parents, or that they should have loved me in any way. Love and parents seem like pretty distinct concepts. Its pretty sad to think about my own family but I know other people have it much worse. I guess the good thing is to know that there is hope for me because God loves me and I'm only partially (not fully) screwed up, and I can hopefully break the pattern if I ever get married and have kids.