Wednesday, 18 December 2013

Why Orthodoxy???- The Beginning

To be quite honest, I still ask myself this question everyday.

From my previous post, I'm sure you have gathered I have been a very happy Protestant- and Charismatic to boot too(latter not mentioned).

So why this sudden and radical change?  I'm not sure if it is available still, but this profile has another blog- about my trip to my homeland- which I have never been to- Sri Lanka.  It was a great time of experience and learning and also to grow in faith.

Whilst I was over there, I had a lot of time to pray and ask a lot of questions and I took it as an opportunity to try and fathom more concretely what I believed.

I am not quite sure how well I managed this end, however, what I do know for sure is that I had many more questions when I returned.

Somewhere along the lines- church as I knew it stopped making sense- and you must understand- in the last couple of years- I have only ever attended 2 churches properly- and I was very upset when I left, I had grown to consider these people a part of my extended family.  

When I came to my new hospital, I was full on fire for Christ, I lived in Staff accommodation and I had grand plans for all the work I could do for him etc... and to an extent He allowed and blessed some of these endeavors.

I found it difficult to settle into a new Church- and the one I found at present, which came highly recommended by an old friend- I could not settle- and categorically this was very odd for me.

Somewhere this year, I started to read about Orthodoxy- another Christian on site, happened to be Orthodox- and oddly enough for that previous week, I somehow happened to be reading about Orthodoxy- I don't know why but I did- and this further discussion sparked my curiosity.  The problem was the more I read and agreed, the more unhappy and disagreed I became.

Church just was no longer right, speaking to Jesus was no longer right- I had prayed time and time again for the Truth and for everything to be pulled apart and put together again and now that it was happening- I could not face it all.

I went into this research with an open mind- expecting to agree with some and disagree with others- I still disagree with a lot, but I never envisaged it meaning that I would ever consider leaving my kind of church!

Among all the pain and hurdles of these last months was the fact that I was not really sure what I believed in anymore.  I was a spiritual and emotional mess.  It took many a sleepless night, worry and agonizing prayer to get me through it.

I was comfortable and I was being shaken through and through and I did not like it.

The other thing which you could not imagine was the loneliness!

I made myself so, however, because I was angry with God and those first few weeks could have been easier if I just prayed more.

I felt alienated and could not speak to anyone about how I was feeling- and the massive spiritual hurdle I was going through.  I know I have- and more often that not- quite correctly have- the reputation for being a bit of a 'know-it-all' Hermione Granger can seriously found herself challenged for that position in my worst moments.

The entire affair verged from being exhilarating to find something that resonated so right to embarrassing deeply troubling and confusing.  I knew I was in a spiritual battle but God only knows which side was the correct one!

Eventually after much prayer, I slowly started to tell some close friends and the vicar at my last church.  I think up-to-then, especially having read so many stories of people's old friends and congregation practically shunning them for thinking of Orthodoxy that I erroneously in my case felt something similar was also going to happen to me.  I am under no illusion, that this will happen in the next few month and especially if I take the plunge and do decide to become Orthodox.

 However, by God's grace, my closest friends have been nothing but supportive.  At the time, I think it was very frustrating.  A part of me wished, that someone would turn Protestant fundamentalist crazy and tell me why I was wrong and then I would leave it- and this did not happen.  I prayed it each time, for the door to close if I was being led astray and people only seem to encourage me further.

I realize I have not begun to even answer my own question- Why Orthodoxy- it was a great deal of things.  As a young Christian, I began to find the massive divisions present in the Protestant Church deeply frustrating.   There was a deep divide between people who were liberal and conservative on important doctrinal issues- yet all these people claimed to read the Bible- all under the inspiration of the same Holy Spirit!

The Charismatic movement has shown me truly that God is powerful and very much still alive today.  However, a huge part of me grew uneasy about the underlying notion of seeking 'power'in His name.  There was also a huge amount of conning and downright heretical practices which were completely being accepted by congregations and elders together- which again put into doubt what on earth was going on!

I realized that my quest for 'Sound Doctrine' as mentioned in Scripture was non-existent.

I had bits and pieces- crumbs, but really I had not even began to taste the True Bread.

I have no illusion that I was ever going to find a perfect church.  A wise friend once told- "The Church is made of lots of broken people, you need to be careful when you judge it, for you do not know all the hurt and pain people come with" - a truly Orthodox concept he unknowingly gave me.  I kept that in mind always though and for a long time I was happy to accept that all those problems I was seeing was people flaws and sinful nature- and that church doctrine really was not so important to worry about.

Until the issue of Salvation came up-still seeking some sound doctrine about 'basic tennets of the faith' I began researching Salvation (seemed a good start after all) and what we believed about it.  I then came across the massive divide between the Calvinist and Armenian Theologies.  To say this rocked the boat- could not begin to describe what I felt.  This was one of the few times in my life I really thought I was going to lose my faith.   After much prayer, God really strongly speak into my heard- another long discussion and post ahead- but this was definitely my start, if I could pinpoint, to this journey.

All the questions that I had conveniently put to the back of my mind had come flooding back and I started asking questions again- which is how this whole journey started at all- God let me find Him when I started asking questions and trusting in His answers- and I trust that in this journey too, whatever He wishes me to learn in the way, He would do the same.

So far this Journey has been heart-wrenching- everything right down to how I was saved is being attacked from all sides. In a way, I am also deeply grieving, because I know I am taking a journey which means in a truly profound way leaving people I deeply care about.  It means that whilst some friendships will be become stronger, others will shatter, and some will be made. It is also a very scary place, because I am taking a leap in faith, not knowing anything about what I am encountering, but truly trying to do do everything only for the Glory of Him that made me. 

Sometimes when things get really tough, I trust in Him- in nothing else of His love for me.  Even if I am categorically confused at times, I remember St Paul's words: 

3 I thank my God upon every remembrance of you, 4 always in every prayer of mine making request for you all with joy, 5 for your fellowship in the gospel from the first day until now, 6 being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ; 7 just as it is right for me to think this of you all, because I have you in my heart, inasmuch as both in my chains and in the defense and confirmation of the gospel, you all are partakers with me of grace. 8 For God is my witness, how greatly I long for you all with the affection of Jesus Christ.

9 And this I pray, that your love may abound still more and more in knowledge and all discernment, 10 that you may approve the things that are excellent, that you may be sincere and without offense till the day of Christ, 11 being filled with the fruits of righteousness which are by Jesus Christ, to the glory and praise of God.

(NKJV, Phillipians 1:3-11)




About me

So who is this Girl??  I am 24 years old, single, and very new Christian convert.

I became a Christian, 2.5 years ago- during my 4th years of Medical School- and I am now a practicing doctor in the UK- by God's grace :)

My testimony story is often quite long- so I shall save that for another post.

But let's move to what happened from when I became a Christian.  I'd like to point out I am from a completely unchurched background.   My parents are both Hindus and as such I was raised as one and that is what I believed.  To define what I believe as a Hindu is very difficult concept- because no two Hindu really believe the same thing.  Especially in the later years of my life, with a very challenging home situation, I found my faith to be very unsatisfactory on many levels- now it would be unfair to go on about this without explaining it- so I shall stop it here, until I have a chance to write my testimony post properly- however, this is in no way to denigrate my previous faith at all.  I always saw Hinduism as a way to find the Truth and your Creator in whatever ways you could- the answers I found there were not too my satisfaction and my life did not show any reflection of change as a result of it. One thing, Hinduism has led me to the Beginning of this Path- which is the quest for Truth- absolute and unadulterated- and by the Seeking of my Lord and Saviour- I truly believe that this Truth is held in this way only in One Person- our Lord Jesus Christ.

So I became a Christian- let me clarify a few points though- I did not become a Christian through the influence of any physical person- I came across many people in that last year before I became a Christian- funnily enough two of these people were Chaplains at my University- when I had family trouble I would go to them, very resistant to the Gospel or 'proselytizing' in any shape or form- and I can assure you- that not one conversation about Jesus took place- perhaps questions about God in a very abstract fashion- but certainly I was not presented the Gospel.

It was nearly a whole year after, whilst deciding that something in my life needed to change, and resisting letting Christ in my life, that I made my confession of faith and by the grace of God became Christian.  From them on, tremendous changes occurred in my life- and this thing I had always been looking for, this void I was not even aware I had- when it started to be healed.

To the Christians and non-Christians out there-  I was to make that clear- it was between me and God- no one else. I knew no theology- I had no ideas of the disputes between Catholics and Protestants and I most certainly knew nothing of Orthodoxy.  I did not even own a Bible- although I had read bits on and off, on my laptop.  Bit of Christian theology- Protestant- as I am know slowly finding out- theology, that I can know spout off without thinking- were completely foreign- it was only after several Sunday services at church- that I even knew that Christ died on the Cross for me- which made me love Him more- but I certainly had no idea- that that was the whole point of the cross. 

In the last two years and I want to be brief, as I will elaborate this further, I have mainly been part of Anglican Churches- primarily because that's where God led me.  How I know this- long story- but basically, for two years, with no active decision- this was where it was right for me.  God brought people into my life and taught me about the Faith.  

So why this move to Orthodoxy- well that shall be from yet another post :)


Welcome to my blog

After a great deal of time and thought, I have decided to start yet another blog.  I find writing helps me think and pray through things as I am writing.  I intend for this blog to be a form of a prayer journal and active sharing of on this journey.

Since beginning this journey a few months ago now, I have had a look around the web for 'testimonies' of convert to this part of the Christian Faith-  I have come across many inspiring ones and also many disappointing ones- which made me doubt whether I had embarked on this journey for the wrong reasons.

Another thing that I had noticed is this- if you google for conversion stories to Orthodoxy or even Catholicism as I have found- most sites do not have a division for men and women stories- if nothing else, most are mixed, and the one who do have a section- mixed or not- there seems to be a vast difference in between male and female numbers.

I have been fortunate to read many articles from women who have converted, but I found it frustrating on many levels as well, as a lot of this testimonies were from married women- often women whose husband or themselves converted together.   Whilst I appreciate the need for these, as a single woman who is embarking on this journey, it was very difficult to find stories from young women like myself who went through the same things.

Therefore, whilst this will not be an attempt to be a female only blog, I would definitely like to redress the balance, by encouraging other women to write why they have come to faith married or otherwise.  Not only for the converts, but I would love to be able to find and share stories of 'Cradle' Orthodox girls and why they have their faith and what it means to them.

I hope to do this all, in meekness and humility, with the love of Christ to guide me.

In Christ,

GreenButterfly