PKA - My dear CF

I cried.
for my CF.
After reading the old mails from a friend in CF. A mail that was in my inbox for 2 years plus yet I didn't read it until just now, 8.30pm 15/9/2006.
A mail that reminds me of what we've gone through in CF in our first year. Those were the days, those were the people, and those were our memories.
Seasons come and go, people enter our world and leave. And what was passed cannot be redeemed. Combined Christmas 2004, choir, Florence and the gang, "Kiss the wall" in particular, PKA first Family Camp, Che Foo Methodist Center, Love Factor, etc.
CF, my dear one. How are you now? Attendance dropped.
Different people, different combination.
Where am I heading? What am I doing? What can I do?
Business has blinded us. Is it? Our days are pre-occupied by tests, assignments, group discussions, presentations... endless of activities.
Is there anytime for anyone?
Anyone else will invest his/ her time in someone, that may result in nothing that eyes can see now but can be seen beyond our imagination?
What is God trying to tell me? God, what is it?
God, how are You feeling now?
What do You think?
God, I want to serve You, and I want to serve Your people,
but again and again, I feel that I've failed You.
Lord, humble me, and make me a servant of Yours.
Teach me, Dear Lord, to live my life through Your eyes.
And, with the eyes of faith, I will see Your Kingdom be expanded in this campus through grace extended by our dear PKAians.
May Your Kingdom comes, may Your will be done in us. Amen, amen.