Testify Series

TESTIFY

by

Dr. Gale A. Ragan-Reid

“This I say therefore, and testify in the Lord, that ye henceforth walk not as other Gentiles walk, in the vanity of their mind, Having the understanding darkened, being alienated from the life of God through the ignorance that is in them, because of the blindness of their heart: Who being past feeling have given themselves over unto lasciviousness, to work all uncleanness with greediness.

But ye have not so learned Christ;

If so be that ye have heard him, and have been taught by him, as the truth is in Jesus: That ye put off concerning the former conversation the old man, which is corrupt according to the deceitful lusts;

And be renewed in the spirit of your mind; And that ye put on the new man, which after God is created in righteousness and true holiness.

Wherefore putting away lying, speak every man truth with his neighbour: for we are members one of another. Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath: Neither give place to the devil. Let him that stole steal no more: but rather let him labour, working with his hands the thing which is good, that he may have to give to him that needeth.

Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth, but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers. And grieve not the holy Spirit of God, whereby ye are sealed unto the day of redemption. Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice: And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.” (Ephesians 4: 17-32, King James Version [KJV]).

Greetings in the Holy Name Of Jesus Yahshuah,

My brothers and sisters, in the wake of a most momentous outcome of inquiry, we are clearly open to receive truth yet the murkiness of the abyss of doubt keeps the fog creeping in on little tiny feet, in the witness of a poet in Chicago’s Grant Park [Sandburg, C., 1916],

Fog

The fog comes

on little cat feet.

It sits looking

over harbor and city

on silent haunches

and then moves on.”

In this poem, man obviously is trying to settle the dust and for us, here and now, in this moment in time, upon the feet of our most valued leader, for this poet also wrote a popular biography of Abraham Lincoln [owlcation.com “But why choose a cat? A cat is an independent animal, it doesn't follow rules, it slips and slides in and out of our lives as it pleases, just like fog, which knows no boundaries.. ...The reader's mind becomes filled with this dual imagery of fog and cat, fog turning into a cat, cat morphing back into the fog. By doing this, the poet is introducing the idea that the fog is alive and is an entity.”].

For we know, the rhetorical demise did not create itself in or of our president but began years before he sought office, for the perpetrators —- some wolves in sheep’s clothing that should have been outcasted a long time ago or never permitted so many to enter in our country near our White House Capitol building were camped out in a nearby town by the permission of those who now lay the dust at our president’s feet. Let us not forget, the hacking that went on via internet intrusion in banks, credit bureaus and yes, our mail server: yahoo and the like, sliding in the lives of the innocents, sliding in the White House, to no avail yet making a way in to corrupt the lives of all Americans just like snakes, but according to the witness of our poet in a haiku six lines poem, there is a cat that looks on just like the mist of thick fog, if we read into it our prayers would say the cat is there to fight the snakes that our systems of protection permitted in to slide in to topple our government and our lives lived by faith. This outlandish behavior did not begin with our most newly elected president and we know this is truth. Why did we not protect our president from such intrusions since for years we angrily talked and debated about such outlandish intrusion yet he was left wide open to still receive emails —- the forbidden emails?

Where are we now, let us testify? I recalled when the hackers went into yahoo that I refused to go into my account and I just let my emails pile up. I recalled when they hacked the banks, I oftentimes more than before checked activity, praying I would not be one of the ones that suffered the dastardly perpetuated intrusions. I recalled when they hacked the credit bureaus, I entered in protective programs with added security measures to keep hackers out.