Port Dickson – church camp 2013

I was a bit apprehensive about the 4.5 hour road trip to Port Dickson. It didn’t help that the day before, after 10 mins in the car, K said ‘I’m so borrrrrrred’.

But our long car journey went well. It started with some origami (depicted below), then some drawing (K drew children from her family and another good friend’s as B watched, most entertained).

We were also extremely grateful that God gave all the campers such sunny weather to drive up in, when almost the whole of the previous week, our region had been plagued with stormy showers.

Mid-way during the journey, B drifted off to sleep and K busied herself with another activity book. K didn’t even need a loo stop until we reached our scheduled lunch time break stop. It was coney dogs, root beer floats and waffle ice-cream – heh, not difficult guess where we ate…

When we arrived, the resort was as idyllic as promised. It almost looked like it was tucked into a marina. The kids loved frolicking in the sprawling swimming pool, and went almost every day!

I was a bit apprehensive about the camp initially, because the hubs and I had agreed to take-charge of planning and finding volunteers to run the children’s programme throughout the 5 days of camp. Which amounted to about 8 sessions in total, gulp.

Thankfully, enough willing souls volunteered, and the materials we hauled up were about adequate. Games, stories, activity sheets for primary school aged kids, craft materials… We even managed to script and get the kids to perform a short skit for finale night!

The hotel has a huge conference area with a lovely skylight-style roof. It was only days after I took the photo above that I glimpsed the ‘cross’ on the roof here. 

I really enjoyed the solid bible teaching from Christian Ethics professor Dr Daniel Koh, and the relevant workshops by him and others on issues facing the church today.

The camp was scheduled very mercifully too, leaving most afternoons free for folks to relax and reflect as they wished.

And the food. Oh so much food. Every meal was a buffet. I tried to be disciplined. But… yummy Malaysian spicy sedap food? It was hard.

As if that were not enough, a Durian Party was enshrined in the programme. A friend got her Segamat contacts to drive 3 hours up to our resort, and in a shelter away from the main hotel blocks, we feasted.





All in all, it was a good break. The pace of life in Malaysia is always so soothing. Most mornings, with the guide written by our pastor, we were able to do devotionals as a family, and pray together, as we sat next to the sparkling waters.

It was also good to know so many church friends better, as we sat with different folks at every meal. Kids, teenagers, twenty-somethings, fifty-somethings… that’s really what community is all about. The performances on finale night were completely hilarious! Especially when some people showed acting prowess to a level you never expected!

What a glorious time of bonding, and of focusing on the things that matter.

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  1. What a blessed time you had! Looks like a lovely resort. Must go suggest it to our camp committee for future reference 🙂

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