I made this letter as a testimony when I graduated from the Perspectives course (a course about God’s global perspective and His sovereign acts in the different parts of the world throughout history). It was strongly influenced by the slam poetry of Blair Wingo, leader of the Passion For Christ Movement.
ear Satan,
I am writing this letter to inform you that your days are over.
You must have known this when Christ came and removed your cover
For when my Lord was crucified, your children were plundered
Praise His Name up high! His message across be thundered
When I first became Christian, I did not fully understand the great commission
Thanks to perspectives, I have been reminded of my omissions
That I have omitted the Gospel’s essence as I preached a potted plant
That I have omitted the Gospel’s power as I shared a foreign scant
The Lord, with His mercy and grace, has awakened me to the Truth
That all must hear, bow and praise to the fullness of the root
That people of every tongue and tribe will confess His lordship
As every nation lifts Him, sharing in His divine kinship
I am tired of your lies. You told me I could never be a missionary
You told me I was inadequate, that I will be a sad story
I’m through with you telling me that missions is not for me
Now I am fully reminded what makes the Lord happy
You told me that my family should become Christians first
And you used them to quench my thirst
But till this day I stood, thanks to His mercy and grace
Now I have a better view of the glory of His face
It is impossible to bear His message without preaching with madness
It is impossible to preach without reaching to the godless
For His Name must be glorified and lifted above all
His vision is my vision, His will is my goal
I no longer desire to expand my dreams or ambitions
His glory alone is the center of my fruition
I am forever in debt with His stunning work of salvation
And all then will hear as you turn deaf beyond redemption
Satan… My Lord is near, are you not in fear?
The world has almost no time
With His elect, I move across spheres of ages and rhyme
For His gospel slices through culture, freeing us from the bondage
Filling our cups with praise, He has loved the savage
Blessed be the Name of the Lord, Jesus is Lord!
Fall flat to the ground all ye hear, He will end our discord
He bought us with His blood, are you not overwhelmed?
Now we can share and dine in His majestic realm!
This message must be preached, this message must be proclaimed
I, the cheapest of all sinners, have been called with no shame
With a privilege and vision to be a part of His mission
What more can I ask from the Lord of Creation?
To sit with Him as I preach the Gospel to my friends
To walk with Him as I preach the Gospel to all trends
To glorify Him as I proclaim with madness His love and glory
All hail to my Lord! This is my eternal philosophy!
To God be the glory!
Sincerely yours,
Michael Borja
Amen!"It is impossible to bear His message without preaching with madnessIt is impossible to preach without reaching to the godlessFor His Name must be glorified and lifted above allHis vision is my vision, His will is my goal"So true! It is so impossible for a man who has seen the Glory of God in the saving of his soul to sit idly in the chambers of his room without the immense passion for the Glorification of His savior!!!It's not that we are mad about it ourselves, but it's that we can't help but do so!We cannot, but herald this message of God, and we can only hold it so long 'till were full to the brim and then shout to the multitudes: "Men and brethren, Listen!"Oh, indeed, as the prophet said:"IT IS LIKE FIRE, THAT IS SHUT-UP IN MY BONES!!!"