06/04/2026
ππ‘ π πππ₯πππ‘ π’π‘ππ ππ¨ππ π’π πππ’πͺππ₯π¦, πͺπ ππ₯π π¦π§πππ πͺπππ§ππ‘π ππ’π₯ π§ππ π ππ¦π¦ππ‘π πππ’π’π π¦ π§π’ π₯ππ§π¨π₯π‘ ππ‘π π¦πππ‘π πππππ‘.
We came to the youth camp as π§ππ₯ππ, but we remember π π’π₯π π§πππ‘ 10 who once walked with us. Like a π₯ πππ₯π, some flames faded, yet the πͺππ₯π π§π remains. We are few, but still ππ’ππππ‘π π’π‘, leaving space for π¬π’π¨. Without ππ’π, we are like branches cut from the π©ππ‘πβbut with Him, there is ππ’π£π, π₯ππ¦π§π’π₯ππ§ππ’π‘, and πππππ§. The door is never closed; we are waiting, ready to serve ππ’π together again. πͺπ π ππ¦π¦ πππ π’π π¬π’π¨, πππ πππ‘πππ¨ππ‘π.
