Proof of God in 2012
POSTED BY Kirgy January 12th, 2013 : 0 COMMENTS
Having recently survived the Mayan apocalypse (FYI: 1 Thessalonians 5:2-4), the onslaught of food during the the Christmas period coupled with a mixture of Facebook statuses either informing me that it is a new year or a little more tactful; giving some of those new years resolutions. So I thought it would be equality tactful to reflect a bit on 2012, because, frankly, it has actually been the craziest year of my short lived life.
It surprises me how much God has done for me the past year. A big focus of my now ex-Bible college, Moorlands, is prayer. It’s something that I’ve really learnt that power of the past year. It’s the fundamental of our relationship with God. Three lunch times a week at Moorlands, students sit in the lunch hall, the smell of lunch all around them, and put off their appetite for about 15 minutes, and pray for graduate students. It’s funny that even on the first day of sitting on that table I thought it strange that one day I would graduate into a prayer sheet.
When I first joined Moorlands, in my interview they asked what was my biggest spiritual weakness, and my answer was prayer. I couldn’t pray; for complexed reasons of being part of the occult in my past, to just thinking its weird. At the same time, it’s interesting to see what England is like today. A drunken chat with a good friend in the rainy town centre a couple of weeks ago concluded that some people may see praying as a bit of a way of shrugging off the credit for what you’ve done. And that’s a fair point, I couldn’t count the times after a sermon when a joyful old lady thanks a preacher, and he just point up and repeats the cliché “Don’t thank me, thank God”.
Boasting is something the Bible teaches isn’t something we should go around doing; “For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God; not as a result of works, so that no one may boast.” ( Ephesians 2:8-9, NIV). In the same essence Jesus says, “…But you, when you pray, go into your inner room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in secret, and your Father who sees in secret will repay you” ( Matthew 6:3-4, NIV). We shouldn’t go boasting about what we can do, because it is basically a social fission; you’re putting someone down for your own gain. This doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t be proud (used in a slightly different sense) of what we’ve achieved with God’s helped – God remembers and says we will be repaid!
The other interesting thing about prayer is that most people, highlighted by the recent placebo effect presenting in Derren Brown’s show, is that people believe prayer makes no difference. So in a fusion of new year’s reflections, and a bit of boasting in Lord (1 Corinthians 1:31), here comes a grand summary of what has happened the last year. Although I am now just a graduate prayer sheet, I’m looking forward to submitting mine again to Moorlands so they might also be encouraged that God does hear prayer. No matter who it is that prays.
January – Travelling to Canada
This starts off by cheating a bit, as it dates back to December. If anyone knew me here, they would know how stressed I was. I was determined to go over seas for a 5 week placement with Moorlands, but we were given a deadline, which I failed to meet. After months of searching, I gave into prayer (not the right way to do things) and prayed that God will help me find a placement. Within a couple days an email landed in my inbox, I prayed and was 100% certain I would be travelling to Kelowna, British Columbia in Canada for my placement. Just 4 weeks later I arrived in -40 degrees snowy Canada. Here I had such a blessed time; seeing the amazing countryside sights of what British Columbia had to offer, visiting the most amazing church I have ever seen, and met with God is an amazing new way. All despite having landed in gale force winds on a ridiculously rocky, small, propellored plane. (My prayer life got very good very quick, I can assure you.)
May – Dissertation
Come May, the climax of all academic nightmares was in front of me. My dissertation. I have no idea why I chose such a ridiculous and complicated subject with the paper entitled, “An Evangelical Approach To Effective Pastoral Care For Those Who Have Experienced Demonic Deliverance” (try saying it three times, fast). For 3 solid weeks I crawled to the top floor of Moorlands library between 9am and 10pm, and after a hundred cups of coffee and after being, frankly, disgusting to some innocent students around me, I completed it, scraping the a 2,1 in the paper. An unbelievable achievement for me. So much prayer from myself, and fiancée helped me along the way. My progressing disability weighed me down, and I have never been in such much physically pain as I have been writing an academic paper.
After completing the paper, I was blown away with the demand for it. It was the reason I chose the subject, and I still need to modify it for some censorship reasons from interviews, but it has already been given to quite a few people (with interviews omitted temporarily).
June – Leaving Moorlands
This goes back to a prayer a long time ago. And the story is so awesome, I need to retell it here. People don’t believe this story because they can’t believe God actually hears and responds to prayer. Take it as you will.
At 19, as I was quickly approaching the end of my college A-levels, and having been very ill for half a year, I was frustrated at what I was supposed to do with my life. I wanted to be a software developer. Not a profession most people even understand, yet me excited about, but that’s me. At the same time, I was excited about God and felt the Godly poke in my side that there may be something else I should be doing. One Saturday night I prayed, “God, I don’t know what you want me to do with my life. I want to go to university and study computing, but I also want to do something in your church. I’ll make you a deal; tomorrow during the Sunday sermon give me a message and I promise I will listen and obey it. Tell me whether to go into secular work, or work for the church.” And I went to sleep comforted by the corner I boxed God into.
The next morning, I sat through the Sunday sermon on the edge of my seat, desperate to hear what God had planned. Yet, it wasn’t quite the enlightening sermon I wanted. Even if I gave it an exegetical push, there was more luck that I’ll be building an arch for the next decade. So defeated I got up and went to leave when all of a sudden the preacher came running to the front and said quite quickly and in a rush, “Oh yeah, before I forget, before the meeting we were praying as a leadership team and we felt God was saying that someone was praying whether to go into secular work or work for the Church. God says work for the Church.”
So, needless to say, I was completely shocked and awed. Two weeks later I had applied to Moorlands, two months later I was accepted. A three years later, in June 2012 I completed by degree in Applied Theology, having obeyed God’s calling. The most amazing answer to pray I could have ever imagined.
September – Israel
Now, believe it or not I am disabled. I have a disability known as CMT which is a progressive hereditary motor and sensory neuropathy, which basically means my muscle signalers don’t work properly causes severe muscle pain and wastage.
However, Moorlands every two years do a trip to Israel with the legendary Chris Sinkinson (check out his books on amazon). I more than anything wanted to visit Israel for it’s historical value and geographical significance. Yet having been disabled and advised by my doctor that I should not attempt such trips, I decided to anyway. My reasoning for this was that my disability is only going to get worse, so if I wanted to do something like this trip, I needed to do it now, rather than later.
I done the best exercise I could for months leading up to it, and I actually made it not only to Israel, but through the whole journey. From Jerusalem’s temple to Bethlehem’s Bible College. From the garden of Bethsedme, to the Dead Sea. I wadded the waters of Hezikiah’s tunnel and stood in 50Through God’s strength I endured the pain and done it. And I thank God for such an amazing journey.
One of my highlights of the journey was standing on a bizzaar little layby on the edge of a small cliff, overlooking the sea of Galilee. It was here, that almost undoubtedly the location where took place. It was amazing, because it was a key passage in my dissertation. It was just purely awesome. One final stunning picture you have to see is this picture from the sea of Galilee; a place renown for where Jesus walked on water among many other awesome Bible stories.
October – She said YES!
Without getting too sentimental; it was one of those times when you realise how blessed you are. That God answered prayers that I would meet someone beautiful and amazing. Apart from her being a bit on the short side, she’s perfect (inside joke). I combined my best nerd skills with a genuine attempt at being romantic. This took the form of a QR, browser-based, geolcation adventure around Cheddar reservoir in Cheddar, Somerset.
November/December – Got a Job, Well, Two.
Despite having been looking for a job for months to no avail, I decided to submit a prayer form to Moorlands, in hardly any time I had a job interview for a till position at Marks & Spencers and got the job! It doesn’t sound like the best blessing in the world, but for me being disabled finding a job has been a real problem. Most low-end jobs require standing, and they refuse to change the job role. M&S on the other hand were more than happy to have me work solely on the tills. I was blown away by this job and all the people that were praying for me. I was more than content to work this job part time for a long time until I found a new position.
Come December 11th I had a phone call from a company in Bath, where I later went for an interview for a programmer/database developer position. Within just 7 days of this interview, and with the prayer of my fiancée and at least a hundred others through Church and Moorlands, I was sat in my new job. Blessed doesn’t even cut it.
This job means more than a job for me. It is a calling, however long it lasts. It is provision for Lucy and I to be able to get married. It is the response from God that He had not forgotten me, but had in mind a perfect position for me – to be job where I would be trained and be able to save for a future for my future wife and I. I couldn’t doubt for a second that God was not responsible for this. Every morning on the long commute to work I spend at least 30 minutes thanking God for the blessing of those who had prayed for me, and the mind blowing commitment He has to this wretched man!
It is now 2013. What does this have to offer? No doubt pain, suffering, loss of loved one; death or broken relationships. We will get ill, we will say things we regret. We may even die in a belated apocalypse; who knows? What I do know, is God is there. No matter what I do, say or feel, God has his hand on my life; in my situation. I cannot wait to count the blessing this year and thank God for what He has yet to do in my life through His love for me and for you; for us.
Your love, Lord, reaches to the heavens,
your faithfulness to the skies.
Your righteousness is like the highest mountains,
your justice like the great deep.
You, Lord, preserve both people and animals.
How priceless is your unfailing love, O God!
People take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
They feast on the abundance of your house;
you give them drink from your river of delights.
For with you is the fountain of life;
in your light we see light.
Continue your love to those who know you,
your righteousness to the upright in heart.
May the foot of the proud not come against me,
nor the hand of the wicked drive me away.
See how the evildoers lie fallen—
thrown down, not able to rise!
Psalm 36:5-12, NIV.