Micah Bournes

For fans of:Hip Hop, Spoken Word, Truth

It took three years for Micah and I to formally meet. That was no accident.

We were freshman at Moody Bible Institute when we noticed each other, realised how annoying we found one another, and silently decided that we should never meet. But, after years of ignoring each other in hallways and at social gatherings, we took the same internship at Antioch Church in Bend, Oregon.

Being stuck in the same small city and team of interns meant that meeting was inevitable. At first, those same frustrations shone through. But when we started speaking about poetry something changed. Suddenly it didn't matter that Micah talks about his hometown (Long Beach, California) more than many men mention their wives or that his laugh could put a banshee to shame. We found common ground and it helped us ignore our obnoxious habits long enough to forge a friendship that is still strong today.

That friendship has been a challenging catalyst in our pursuit of God, in the growth of our poetry, and our understanding of justice. It has led to a lot of poems, many difficult conversations about the way we live, and some amazing opportunities for Micah to get involved with organisations, like World Relief, that are doing fantastic work.

Over the years, I've come to respect Micah's true character. Make no mistake, he's deeply flawed just like the rest of us, but he's also committed; pursuing Christ through his success, his sins, and his failures. Like the righteous man who falls seven times yet rises eight, Micah is steadfast and true to his faith. A faith that defines true and undefiled religion as caring for widows and orphans in their distress. Distress not only of their souls but also of their circumstances.

God calls us to stand up and be voices for the voiceless. Seeing Micah use his gifts to answer that call is an inspiring challenge for me to do the same, and I'm sure it will be for you as well.

-Chris Cambell