This is a blog from my dear friend Kim Daniels. It’s her experience in Nana the other night. Read it word for word! This is Kingdom Truth and this is what it’s about! Not religion… but something more. We breathe fire out here on this journey and we walk with boldness and power. Kim does a tremendous job demonstrating that through everyday life.
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Kind
of like something shifted in me the night we got held at gunpoint in
Johannesburg, South Africa, something shifted in me the night I found
myself on the rooftop in Phnom Phen, Cambodia yelling freedom over the
city with my brother Matt.
Most of our squad is in Cambodia working in the slums, but 8 of us are
back in Bangkok, Thailand for the next 7 days… back in the bars.
of like something shifted in me the night we got held at gunpoint in
Johannesburg, South Africa, something shifted in me the night I found
myself on the rooftop in Phnom Phen, Cambodia yelling freedom over the
city with my brother Matt.
Most of our squad is in Cambodia working in the slums, but 8 of us are
back in Bangkok, Thailand for the next 7 days… back in the bars.
The World Race ends for me on November
21st. Just when I thought I was near done… nope! We’re going to pump
it up a notch at the end of this thing here. No fizzling out. The word
‘autopilot’ means nothing.
21st. Just when I thought I was near done… nope! We’re going to pump
it up a notch at the end of this thing here. No fizzling out. The word
‘autopilot’ means nothing.
Its hard to describe what it
was like being back in the Nana Entertainment district again, except to
say that I knew I need to be there. Not just last night. Not just
tonight and tomorrow night. But in the future. As I sat sipping my
water, God told me, “Kim, you belong in the strip bars.”
was like being back in the Nana Entertainment district again, except to
say that I knew I need to be there. Not just last night. Not just
tonight and tomorrow night. But in the future. As I sat sipping my
water, God told me, “Kim, you belong in the strip bars.”
He made me smirk at that one. I like it: I work for Jesus in the strip bars.We
went back to Nana for the first time since GATO left Thailand 2 months
ago. I’d felt intense all day, and it culminated especially as I
stepped out of the taxi and laid eyes once more on the chaos of the
downtown scene. The lights. The pounding music. The men. The women. The
beer. The smell…
went back to Nana for the first time since GATO left Thailand 2 months
ago. I’d felt intense all day, and it culminated especially as I
stepped out of the taxi and laid eyes once more on the chaos of the
downtown scene. The lights. The pounding music. The men. The women. The
beer. The smell…
Once I get into intense mode, it takes
the jaws of life to pry me out. I wanted to just get in there. I walked
fast, fiercely praying through the downtown streets, blessing little
kids and speaking limbs into cripples. I tend to feel the physical
weight of spiritual atmospheres; it manifests itself in extreme aches
in my body, headaches, nausea, stomach issues, etc etc. Over the last
couple of months I’ve recognized it as hell’s pathetic ploy to keep me
at home. So whatever. I say no to hell. “Hell, no.”
the jaws of life to pry me out. I wanted to just get in there. I walked
fast, fiercely praying through the downtown streets, blessing little
kids and speaking limbs into cripples. I tend to feel the physical
weight of spiritual atmospheres; it manifests itself in extreme aches
in my body, headaches, nausea, stomach issues, etc etc. Over the last
couple of months I’ve recognized it as hell’s pathetic ploy to keep me
at home. So whatever. I say no to hell. “Hell, no.”
Caroline, Andi, Matt S, Mark, Gretchen, Patrice and I split into
smaller groups and headed into the 3 story entertainment center, which
read “Nana Entertainme”. The ‘nt’ had burnt out. Caroline, Andi and I
went into a bar on the 2nd floor that was hidden behind a green curtain.
smaller groups and headed into the 3 story entertainment center, which
read “Nana Entertainme”. The ‘nt’ had burnt out. Caroline, Andi and I
went into a bar on the 2nd floor that was hidden behind a green curtain.
As we sat inside, drinking our waters, a
random man named Lonny (that’s what we’ll call him) came in and sat
down. After about 3 minutes of trying to hit on me, he realized that
getting hit on was not what I was in this bar for and started to ask
some different questions and listen to mine. We talked for about an
hour.
random man named Lonny (that’s what we’ll call him) came in and sat
down. After about 3 minutes of trying to hit on me, he realized that
getting hit on was not what I was in this bar for and started to ask
some different questions and listen to mine. We talked for about an
hour.
His was a classic story:
He’d come with his two friends from Australia to Thailand to ‘do what
the Thai people do’ after his 3 year relationship with his girlfriend
had ended. Basically, he was here because he was angry, felt rejected,
and was in the mood to dehumanize others and make them feel worthless
because he felt dehumanized and worthless himself. Behind me were Andi
and Caroline, praying. Behind him were his two buddies, making out with
the almost naked women.
He’d come with his two friends from Australia to Thailand to ‘do what
the Thai people do’ after his 3 year relationship with his girlfriend
had ended. Basically, he was here because he was angry, felt rejected,
and was in the mood to dehumanize others and make them feel worthless
because he felt dehumanized and worthless himself. Behind me were Andi
and Caroline, praying. Behind him were his two buddies, making out with
the almost naked women.
He asked why I was in Bangkok. I said, “Those girls up there”,
motioning with my head and turning my eyes to the girls on the poles.
He followed my gaze and looked back at me. “Those girls are somebody’s
sister. Somebody’s mom. Somebody’s daughter. No matter how they ended
up here, none of them are too far gone. Basically, I want then to know
that they CAN get out. And if they won’t yet, I at least want to tell
them that their intrinsic value has nothing to do with their outward
beauty or how much men will pay to sleep with them. Most of these women
have never ever heard that in their life.”
motioning with my head and turning my eyes to the girls on the poles.
He followed my gaze and looked back at me. “Those girls are somebody’s
sister. Somebody’s mom. Somebody’s daughter. No matter how they ended
up here, none of them are too far gone. Basically, I want then to know
that they CAN get out. And if they won’t yet, I at least want to tell
them that their intrinsic value has nothing to do with their outward
beauty or how much men will pay to sleep with them. Most of these women
have never ever heard that in their life.”
He played along with that for a while, saying things to make me
think he agreed. I saw that he hadn’t let it hit him yet, so we kept
talking. I asked him, “So, Lonny, can I ask you a question?” With his
yes, I said, “If you really think all those things about the girls- how
sad it is that they are doing this, and how you don’t think it’s right-
then what are you doing here?”
think he agreed. I saw that he hadn’t let it hit him yet, so we kept
talking. I asked him, “So, Lonny, can I ask you a question?” With his
yes, I said, “If you really think all those things about the girls- how
sad it is that they are doing this, and how you don’t think it’s right-
then what are you doing here?”
He looked down at his beer bottle, smiled and nodded his head as
if to say, “You caught me.” He said, “I’m here with my buddies. They
know I don’t agree, but I didn’t want to be alone, so I came. And I
have a pretty screwed up life, ya know Kim. Probably nothing like
your’s. I’ve been really depressed and almost killed myself a few
times. I’ve lost the love of my life and lots of my close friends and
family have died. I’ve had near death experiences, and have been on and
off of all kinds of drugs for years. I bet you don’t know very much
about that.”
if to say, “You caught me.” He said, “I’m here with my buddies. They
know I don’t agree, but I didn’t want to be alone, so I came. And I
have a pretty screwed up life, ya know Kim. Probably nothing like
your’s. I’ve been really depressed and almost killed myself a few
times. I’ve lost the love of my life and lots of my close friends and
family have died. I’ve had near death experiences, and have been on and
off of all kinds of drugs for years. I bet you don’t know very much
about that.”
Ismiled. “Actually, Lonny, I know about all that. Our circumstances are
different and I won’t ever assume to know exactly what your life has
been like. But I do understand depression. I was in it deep and heavy
for years, and I understand the suicidal thoughts that go along with
it. I get death– my dad died suddenly of a heart attack and I’ve had
quite a few friends die in the war and in freak accidents. I get
loosing the “love of your life”. I’ve been held at gunpoint; that’s a
near death experience if I ever heard one. And the drugs, well, I’ve
never done pot or coke or smoked, but I was on anti-depressants for so
long that it began to alter my personality. There are whole chunks of
my life that I don’t remember because of those doctor prescribed drugs.
But your illegal drugs and my legal ones both have the same origin:
using human re-doubled efforts to feel better, or to numb pain. Neither
one of those ever works.”
His eyes were glued on me. He said, “What are you really doing here?”
I told him about my Hero,
who said that you have to loose your life in order to find it. And so I
left everything behind, gave Him my life, keep giving Him more of it,
and apparently it’s led me all around the world.*
who said that you have to loose your life in order to find it. And so I
left everything behind, gave Him my life, keep giving Him more of it,
and apparently it’s led me all around the world.*
He told me about his Catholic background, and how it just never
really worked for him and he couldn’t figure out why. I asked him if he
ever felt boxed in, like there were a bunch rigid standards that he
could just never live up to, a list of do’s and don’ts that he was
supposed to keep and always found himself missing the mark. He said
yes, and so his response to it all was “Forget it. I can’t measure up
anyways” and concluded that he was just a bad person and that God was
really angry at him.
really worked for him and he couldn’t figure out why. I asked him if he
ever felt boxed in, like there were a bunch rigid standards that he
could just never live up to, a list of do’s and don’ts that he was
supposed to keep and always found himself missing the mark. He said
yes, and so his response to it all was “Forget it. I can’t measure up
anyways” and concluded that he was just a bad person and that God was
really angry at him.
The law had brought him death.
He told me that he hated
religion. And I told him that I hate religion, too. His eyebrows
raised… “Wait, I thought you are a Christian…”
religion. And I told him that I hate religion, too. His eyebrows
raised… “Wait, I thought you are a Christian…”
“I am,” I answered. “But I’m not about religion. Religion sucks
the life out of me and makes me want to whither and die. I’m not about
a system that tells me how to live a nice life. I’m about the God who
raises the dead and still makes all things new, who is also the same
God that doesn’t judge me on my performance or love me with condition.”
the life out of me and makes me want to whither and die. I’m not about
a system that tells me how to live a nice life. I’m about the God who
raises the dead and still makes all things new, who is also the same
God that doesn’t judge me on my performance or love me with condition.”
That’s when he broke. I watched his eyes change. They softened and
then deepened, and he looked really vulnerable all of a sudden, like
someone had just exposed his child-like innocence from a facade of
pseudo-man pretending to be tough and calloused.
then deepened, and he looked really vulnerable all of a sudden, like
someone had just exposed his child-like innocence from a facade of
pseudo-man pretending to be tough and calloused.
“What do you see when you step inside of Nana, Kim?”
“I see the Matrix. We’re in the Matrix. Have you seen that movie?” He nodded. “Everything we see right now is not the real
world. I can touch this wall, and I’m sitting on this stool, but these
tangibles are not the reality of what is really going on in this bar.
I’ve taken the red pill, and now I’m so deep into the truth of reality
that I can never go back. What I see going on here is a battle for
these girls’ souls, and for the men’s souls, too. There are lies here,
accusations, greed, depression, hopelessness, lust, all things
manufactured by hell. But there is also Light, and Life, perfection and
beauty, restoration, hope, truth, and freedom. What I see when I step
inside of Nana is it drying up. I see it not existing. I see the whole
strip-bar scene going back to hell where it came from and Nana becoming
a place that reflects the Kingdom of God, on earth as it is in heaven.”
world. I can touch this wall, and I’m sitting on this stool, but these
tangibles are not the reality of what is really going on in this bar.
I’ve taken the red pill, and now I’m so deep into the truth of reality
that I can never go back. What I see going on here is a battle for
these girls’ souls, and for the men’s souls, too. There are lies here,
accusations, greed, depression, hopelessness, lust, all things
manufactured by hell. But there is also Light, and Life, perfection and
beauty, restoration, hope, truth, and freedom. What I see when I step
inside of Nana is it drying up. I see it not existing. I see the whole
strip-bar scene going back to hell where it came from and Nana becoming
a place that reflects the Kingdom of God, on earth as it is in heaven.”
His eyes kept softening. “…I want what you have. If I could have
whatever this is, I’d scoop it up with both hands so quick…”
whatever this is, I’d scoop it up with both hands so quick…”
“Hey, good news then. Its for you…” I said. “Jesus is especially fond of you…”**
I saw that facade begin to whither, but then something like a
black sheet dropped over head. He stood up all of a sudden and got
really flustered. I was surprised at how abrupt it was… He said,
“Okay, um, I don’t know what this is”, motioning to his chest and
stomach area, “I don’t know whats going on, but its really unfamiliar,
and… I just need to go. I’m just going to go.”
black sheet dropped over head. He stood up all of a sudden and got
really flustered. I was surprised at how abrupt it was… He said,
“Okay, um, I don’t know what this is”, motioning to his chest and
stomach area, “I don’t know whats going on, but its really unfamiliar,
and… I just need to go. I’m just going to go.”
I saw the discomfort in him… I saw that he’d been stirred and it freaked him out. But I smiled, thinking Oh,
boy, God met you in the bar tonight. You came for sex and left
recognizing your hunger for Someone else… You’re much closer than you
think… “Okay” I said. “Wherever you go, look for truth. Real truth, Lonny. And don’t settle until you find It.”
boy, God met you in the bar tonight. You came for sex and left
recognizing your hunger for Someone else… You’re much closer than you
think… “Okay” I said. “Wherever you go, look for truth. Real truth, Lonny. And don’t settle until you find It.”
I watched him walk away quickly, his head down, oblivious to the
girls all around him. I knew that God had gotten a little too close for
his comfort zone.
girls all around him. I knew that God had gotten a little too close for
his comfort zone.
That’s part of
my dream for Thailand. It’s not just for the bar girls, it’s for the
men here, too. That they would travel halfway around the world thinking
that they’ll dive deep into pleasure and ignore the pain that drives
them here… but instead of meeting girls for sex in the bars, they
meet God instead. Because God’s Kingdom invaded the bars incognito, and
they didn’t even see it coming. And in the very place that they thought
they’d play Jonah to keep running from Him, they crash into Him.
my dream for Thailand. It’s not just for the bar girls, it’s for the
men here, too. That they would travel halfway around the world thinking
that they’ll dive deep into pleasure and ignore the pain that drives
them here… but instead of meeting girls for sex in the bars, they
meet God instead. Because God’s Kingdom invaded the bars incognito, and
they didn’t even see it coming. And in the very place that they thought
they’d play Jonah to keep running from Him, they crash into Him.
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*Quote from Matt Snyder’s mind
**“The Shack”. A must read.
