Posted 30 April 2005 - 04:06 AM
Hi everyone. Before I begin I wanted to thank the UM team for creating this section that we can share our belief's without being subject to constant questioning.
That being said, I wanted to share something with you all. I have found that everyone has one or two events in their life that forever after have shaped, changed, or otherwise reinforced the belief's that you hold today - what you might say breaks your life into "before this moment" and "after this moment". I'm starting this thread in the hope that we can share those experiences to encourage each other by these watershed moments.
Here is probably THE BIG moment in my life that has shaped me into what I am today.
It was December 14th 1998, a date forever burnt into my memory. I'd just finished year 12 and was on an end of year camp. It was a Christian camp run by a retired preacher, which I attended basically every year. Although, at this time I wasn't a Christian - I didn't really believe in anything.
Anyway, the second day into the camp, we were swimming at the beach (in Australia, December is perfect summer swimming weather), when the sand-bar collapsed underfoot right near where our group was swimming, causing a rip to form and dragging the group out to sea. Some of the people who couldn't swim were wading knee deep in water when suddenly they were over their heads being dragged out to sea. To cut a long story short, in the end three of the people drowned - a camp counselor, as well as two campers (one of them was my girlfriend).
To say that I was messed up after this is an understatement. I started doing all sorts of stuff to my body - drugs, alcohol, other stuff I won't repeat here. But it was also during this time that I found out what it truly meant to be "christian".
My parents went to a "christian" church, but after this event, no one at this church phoned us us, or came to visit to see how we were going, or asked us if we needed anything. NOT A SINGLE PHONE CALL. THey were acting like this event never happened.
On the other hand, two Christians (I barely knew them at the time - now they are two of my best friends), were willing to take time out of their lives to talk to a total stranger, to ask a total stranger if I needed anything, to ask a total stranger if they could help in any way, to just sit and talk with a total stranger.
They were the first people to show me what it was really like to be a Christian. I started to read the Bible again (I'd read it before, but because of some of my parent's strange beliefs, I didn't really understand it).
The rest, you can say, is history. This event at the camp was tragic, and life-shattering - but without that event I would not be the person I am today. In everything that happens in life, no matter how bad, or how dark it seems, there is always a light at the end of the tunnel, and always the possibility of coming out the other end a transformed, better person.
I know it's a longish post, and thankyou all who have read it. I hope this post continues to be one where we can post important events in our life so that we may all encourage one another with these stories.
Until next time,
A fool takes no pleasure in understanding, but only in expressing his opinion
~ Ancient Hebrew proverb