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Thursday, August 21, 2008

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Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Xanga is on fire today

So I was reminiscing about my journey into YWAM today. I was telling someone about how God called me to go to Africa and it brought back a lot of memories. For those of you who were there that day the Go tour came to town, you know how emotional and pivotal it was for me. I'll never forget what it was like. I'm sitting there, watching this skit of all the reasons people choose not to do missions. "Not enough money" "My family won't let me go" "Not enough time" "College." Suddenly my heart started beating and I started recognizing myself in all of the messages each ywamer held up. In the background there was a poster that had a bunch of artsy circles on it. At the end of the skit I looked back up at the poster for maybe the 100th time that evening and for the first time I realized it said, "Go." Instantly I heard the most distinct voice in my heart, "You have to go"...not "I have to go" but "YOU have to go."

God moved that night. He lifted so much hurt and fear off of me and I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I had to go...and even more so; I knew He would take me to Africa. The next day when I told my mom about my plans she nearly had a heart attack (or a conniption as I call it haha). But I knew that God would make the way and 20 minutes later after my mom got out of the shower she grabbed me and held me close and told me "You have to go."

And so I did.

The most amazing thing about that whole process was not the fact that I felt God was calling me to such a specific "higher" calling but the fact that He called me at all. It absolutely floors me to know that despite who I am and who I was; God reached out from the heavens and spoke so clearly and so loudly to me. Andi Voci. Our almighty Father in heaven sought me out to tell me that He has plans; a purpose and a destiny for me. It was one of the most defining moments of my life because at that moment I knew just how real and active God's love was for me. My faith was never more vivid and more solid then that moment.


Wedding revelation...

Graeme,

I think I have figured it out. The majority of it at least. You've known me for 5 years now. You've known about the major events in my life and some of the details along the way. Most of the past five years have been a struggle for me. A fight against temptation and a desperate attempt to rediscover what it means to have a genuine relationship with our Father in heaven. Often times I end up angry, lost and bitterly removed from my faith despite my attempts or non-attempts. I've never been able to figure out what it was until this weekend when for the first time I felt different.

This weekend one of my best friends got married. They are both Christians and are friends with all of the people I am dearly close to. One thing about my life is that I have wonderful amazing friends, but they are unfortunately scattered all over the world. Korea, NY, San Diego etc. and ever since high school ended and we all went our separate ways; things haven't been the same. Almost right after I graduated high school I was in YWAM. Then I returned to an empty home town and have not left here since. Then I dated Clay and we all know how that ended, then there was Mike and the downward spiral that became my life for years afterwards. I always attributed the problems I have now to my time spent in YWAM. "I've never been the same since YWAM." But I wonder now Graeme if it goes back further then that.

The times in my life that I have been the happiest is when I have had close fellowship with other believers. True connections with people who are here with me. People that know me and people I can walk through my life and my faith with. I don't have that. I have it in bits and pieces and so what do I do? I fill those voids with empty, worldly things. Neurotic hours of studying, throwing myself into nursing. All the while convincing myself that this stressful life is what I want, but in the back of my mind I know...I seek it out because it is my coping mechanism. All of the empty things I fill my life with are coping mechanisms because I have no Christian fellowship.

Going back to the wedding. This weekend practically every person that is like family to me was in the same place for 3-4 days. This weekend was filled with fellowship, conversation, lots of laughter, prayer and it gave me a feeling of joy, peace and hope that I have not felt since before things went bad with Mike...and maybe even before that. I felt like a different person because everyone was home and I didn't feel isolated, alone and lost. I felt like despite my crappy hours, final exams...my insane family and internal struggles; I was a different person and it was all going to be okay because they were all here to share in that with me. It didn't matter that life was crappy because everyone was home. My family was home.

You know better then anyone that I am leaps and bounds away from where I stood 3 years ago, but staying away from sin on a physical level isn't really the point. The point is that my faith is still suffering, sinful lifestyle or not. I would bet my life that if I had that kind of consistent fellowship I wouldn't end up hanging out primarily with work people. I wouldn't smoke half a pack of cigarettes a day. I wouldn't be tempted to settle for relationships with guys that I shouldn't be with. This is the problem Graeme and I don't know if it is solvable right now. I have to finish school and I have to work in order to do that. My schedule leaves no time for fellowship and the people I truly want to be around are all over the place. Building new relationships, even if I did have the time sounds really stressful and tiring. I am not one to make life long friends too easily. Often times I think a spouse would help in this but I'm not totally sure thats the case or at least I don't want to be naive enough to believe it is. Also once again, when would I have the time to meet anyone anyways. I'm not very good at opening my heart to people. Especially considering my past.

I wonder how many other believers are in the same shoes Graeme? I wonder how many people have fallen away from their faith simply because they had no one to physically be there when things went wrong or got tough?

I'm interested in what you have heard from others on the subject.

Andrea


I always love posting my emails from Graeme on here because I feel like his insight is so interesting and I think he is one of the few people I can share honestly where I am at in my faith with. I wrote him an email after the wedding and I think it sums up everything I have been dealing with and everything I realized after being in the wedding as well. It took me reading it twice to understand fully his writing because Graeme is somewhat of a scattered, lofty writer but it doesn't take away the essence of what he is trying to get across once you read through it thoroughly. Also Joe I think you might notice some of his British words in here. =)


Dear Andrea,
good morning
 
Off again teaching today; primary school. It makes me wonder if this land is not fated to implode on self focused individualism. Sad bit for you is; this land (australia) is 10-20 years behind where you are ! If I could be an honest historian, I would concede, whooops, it has dived into that already.
 
I have been seeing it in dts's for years. I guess one reason I have missed going to church in parts of US was, I found it even worse there. And I move in the creamy end of society too.
 
Anyway, delighted to have your e mail.   

 A faire understatement ! " I think I have figured it out. ... Most of the past five years have been a struggle for me. A fight against temptation and a desperate attempt to rediscover what it means to have a genuine relationship with our Father in heaven. Often times I end up angry, lost and bitterly removed  ..."
 
 "from my faith despite my attempts or non-attempts. I've never been able to figure out what it was until this weekend when for the first time I felt different."

 Andrea, you like me, in our core, " But I wonder now Graeme if it goes back further then YWAM.The times in my life that I have been the happiest is when I have had close fellowship with other believers. True connections with people who are here with me. " is a desire to belong to something; call it a community of genuinely passionate people, ever expanding their knowledge, interactions, joy of being around. If that existed, going to nursing would be an extension, but a "home community" to come back to. April in LA has come maybe the closest I know in ywam US to that other than the San Fran folks. Yet many on the base LA have no idea, or interest, one or other, of what April does!
 
 I think you have just described slavery in a N American context, " ... I don't know if it is solvable right now. I have to finish school and I have to work in order to do that. My schedule leaves no time for fellowship and the people I truly want to be around are  ..."
 
 Andrea, v few need to know the past, even if too often a messy past is almost "glorified" as something, " I'm not very good at opening my heart to people. Especially considering my past.  " Today is today, tomorrow is tomorrow 

 " I wonder how many other believers are in the same shoes Graeme? I wonder how many people have fallen away from their faith simply because they had no one to physically be there when things went wrong or got tough?  " Fallen; oh, atleast 1 in 4 N American. Sliddena long way, 2.9 in the remaining 3.
 
The American church, the American christians, with wonderful exceptions, are ill-equipped, lack necessary experiences, distorted focus ... to help genuinely people who say did dts at 18/19. You cannot have a group of people who go, live, experience, see a different world come back and survive when "back" itself is lacking either some of those learnings, or unwilling to be helped to rise to some of those learnings.  

 " I'm interested in what you have heard from others on the subject. " It is not pretty; a few of the people over the years that have meant the very most, in a way adored, have no faith today.
 
Andrea, I do not know the answers. For there are many answers. I see patterns and numbers. OK, but I cannot find people who really want to try to make changes. Lets help people, not smother them in band-aids, before patch up is needed.
 
In my mind is something I learned over the weekend; it was a research paper on post traumatic counseling; 40 years of data. It helps some people. Horray, something good. It actually sets back atleast as many people to a worst situation than it helps. The evidence % was help 45%, tears apart further 45%, and balance 10% which really lies with the bad 45% because it actually does not help. It bears out what we see in South Asia; a group of people to help victims of whatever natural or carnage event. Family, relatives, friends ... are the key. Full circle to what you wrote.
 
In an ideal world, if I were king -- what a horrid thought ! -- our ywam bases would have housing for people to be students, cheap as possible board/lodging costs. part of learning, part of a community, part of the face of one community into other community. 

 With respect and love
 
Graeme  Nirmala


Thursday, January 11, 2007

My favorite quote...

The world is too fragile for people to be untrue.
There's too much at stake and life is too short for lies.
And you're the worst kind of person in the world
cause you wasted my heart and time.

~Calista Flockhart on Brother's and Sister's



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