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I am often jealous of the impact the invention of the printing press had on the Protestant Reformation of the sixteenth century. This message was sent by a new friend living in Australia. The Internet kicks the printing press’s ass.

Khad,

I hope you don’t find this message strange, even though I kind of do.

I’ve listened to all the Outlaw Preachers podcasts/precasts in the last few weeks and found them all excellent. However, it is after listening to Sehnsucht for about the fourth time that I felt I really wanted to write to you and tell you how profoundly that touched me.

I won’t bore you with the details, but, like many, my experiences of churches and Christians have been pretty horrible. I was once asked why I “fell away” from my faith. I didn’t fall away, I ran away — and hid. Subsequent attempts to return invariably confirmed that decision. I had an actual physical church phobia for a while. (It made attending weddings really awkward!) In the intervening years, my life eventually became really nice, but sometimes … well, Sehnsucht sums it up perfectly.

I assume you also have these over there, but in Australia it’s common to have little lights in the garden which have built in sensors. So when you visit somewhere new you’re walking along thinking, “It’s really dark, how am I going to find the front door without stumbling into the garden or falling over a step.” Suddenly a little light comes on, and you can see the next metre or two of the path. It’s not bright and it doesn’t stay on very long and you still have no idea where you will be going next or if another little light will come on, but at least it’s no longer pitch black. I feel a little bit like that at the moment, and it’s mostly thanks to you and the outlaw preachers.

So I set out to write something that sounded grateful and maybe even encouraging but ended up comparing you to dodgy garden hardware. Sorry about that. Please try not to mind!

I really don’t know where I’ll end up with all this but I’m listening and reading and thinking a lot, and I think, finally, I might be able to explore this whole God thing again from a place of genuine inquiry rather than one of old prejudice and pain. Thank you. I hope you are blessed.

I am blessed, and it is because of people like you. Thank you so much for letting me share this with everyone else.