Testimony poem by Richard Feeney

28/6/2018

Testimony poem by Richard Feeney

I lived my life in full display of shame, dismay, disgrace
But then one day my life was changed, when I met Him face to face

I said to Him, "I don't know you, we’ve never met before"
He said to me, “But I know you, will you open up the door?"

"You see, I've been so close to you since the day of your first breath
And I've always tried to warn you of the road that leads to death"

I said to Him, "I did not know, what do you say I should do?"
"Receive me now and follow me and be the real, real you"

So I took that step and I followed Him and He took away my shame
Now thanks to Him, The Lord and I, want you to do the same

Richard Feeney
Prison Fellowship Australia
State Manager

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Just another Blog by a boring blogger yet a blog sometimes dealing with interesting and helpful topics and a blog inviting and encouraging honest enquiry, thought and investigation into some of life's big issues, including theology, philosophy, culture, politics.

We were sold a lie when we were told: "Don't talk about religion or politics!" These are two of the things we should be talking more freely about, investigating, participating in. They affect every one of us, and it is the height of folly to willingly remain ignorant about either of them. So, don't leave your brain at the door of our forcefully secular culture, wise up and renew your mind. Start thinking about the big issues in life.

While much of what is here written may be counter-cultural, given the post and even anti-Christian position of our post-truth culture, it is in no way counter-human beings. I am not against people no matter what they do or may have done in their past. Where I speak against ideology, behaviour, ideas, movements, politics, I remain very much on the side of the human beings behind them, even though I may be adamantly opposed to their worldview. As a Christian I firmly believe it is not loving to quietly stand by and observe while a fellow traveller in this fallen world is running toward a cliff, over which lies nothing less than unending horror. Or to put it another way: Would it be loving of me to run past your door in a burning building without alerting you to the impending danger?

Testimony poem by Richard Feeney

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