Last night and the night before as I was reading, I came across a few verse that I wanted to share. Now that I'm finally sitting down to do it, I can't remember which ones they were, even when I read the passage over again!
One of them I do remember for sure though. And only people from YWAM Bris will get this.
I was reading in Proverbs 19, and verse 6 says, "Many curry favor with a ruler..."
That is all that really matters. The verse itself has nothing to do with what got to me. CURRY! The Bible says CURRY!!! Now, obviously I know it does not mean the same curry as the spice. But I still thought it was hysterical that the Bible says curry! As soon as I read it it, all I could think about was Ramish. Oh Ramish.
I was overcome with the feeling to pray for him. I have no idea how he is doing. But I think God for sure had me read the word curry, and remember Ramish, so that I could pray for him.
Thinking about this once again reminds me of a funny story of Ramish that I would like to share.
Ramish never gave me a nickname. Most people he talked to got one, but not me. Is it silly to want a nickname from Ramish? Yes. However, I thought they were kind of endearing. But after I thought about it, I decided that it was cool that he called me by my name, that I did not need a nickname, but he could come straight to me. (I'm sure you're probably snickering at me by now.)
Now to the story part. For quite a long time, Ramish kept saying that he wanted to take me (and a few others) out to lunch. We never did have the time to go with him before outreach, and I'll be honest, I wasn't quite sure how I felt about being forced to go to lunch; and I wasn't sure what kind of trouble we might could be getting ourselves into in going out with Ramish.
If you know Ramish, you know what I mean.
When we came back from outreach, we never had the time either. But he said he wanted to make it up to me. Whenever he came to the base, he kept telling me that he had some sort of fish charm that he wanted to give to me, but he wanted to get me a chain to wear it on first. Time after time he would tell me, "Oh no, I forgot the charm!" or "I still haven't gotten the chain yet!" I could tell that it was really important for him to give this to me, so I told him he didn't need to get me a chain, I could get one, and if he just brought the charm that would be fine.
He never could seem to remember it. And, I'm not gonna lie, I like it when people think of me and want to give me something, especially when its from a friend like Ramish, because I think things like this are truly from the heart.
During one of the last nights during my last week on base, I went with someone to walk Ramish home. I think it was with Daniel?
When we got inside I remembered, and said to Ramish, "Hey! Do you have that charm!?"
This is my favorite part.
He said "Oh yeah! Look under the couch cushion over there," as he motioned for me to go find it.
Under the couch cushion, yes you read that right. My insides were bubbling with laughter, while I tried to keep a normal face and do what he said.
Yes. That's right. I looked under Ramish's couch cusion to find a charm that he wanted to give to me. I don't remember everything I saw, but I can assure you the charm was not the only thing under there.
Do I still have the fish charm that he gave me? Heck yes. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
I'm not even sure what it's meant to be, if it really was made to be a fish charm, or just an interesting paper clip. Was it clean? No. It definitely had some questionable looking stains on it.
You might think I'm crazy. Maybe gross.
But really I cherish this little fish charm from Ramish.
This charm makes me feel like my friendship to him meant something- which I hope he felt that way.
I don't know how Ramish is doing physically, mentally, or spiritually these days. But I do know that he is in the trusting hands of our Father, and under the care of wonderful people at YWAM Bris.
One of the things Ramish wanted me to do before I left was to write a short story about him, for him; but I never got the chance. So in my own way, this was my story for Ramish.
Awe, that's a cool story. :) Ramish would love it.
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