Freedom. It's not a word I take lightly. I suspect it has a different meaning for each of us, depending on where we've been and what life has dealt us.
For some it has a patriotic ring; a love of country and the ability to speak what's on your mind. Or the ability to work in a way that emphasizes your talents, interests, and desires. Or the ability to vote for whomever or whatever you choose in any election in which you choose to participate. Or the ability to not vote at all.
For most kids I've known or worked with it has more to do with freedom from rules imposed by their parents or some other authority figure in their world. I was always amazed at how each one of them thought they were the only ones whose parents hindered their freedom -- a rite of passage I think. I was more intrigued with those in foster care who felt that in a 'real' family the rules wouldn't be nearly as confining. To some extent they were right, but not in the areas they would have expected. It was a continual source of debate, and unfortunately for some, their quest for 'freedom' ended tragically. Heartbreaking still for those of us who love them and want for them the very best.
For still others freedom is a financial goal, a life in which they are able to do what they please whenever and however they choose without the restraint of work requirements and not having to use all of their funds just to pay the bills. Enough money to play and not be dependent on anyone else.
For me freedom is probably some of all of the above and much more. In the spring of 1986 while going through intense substance abuse counseling for addiction issues in our family, I was given permission to no longer be the peacemaker and to no longer be manipulated by guilt. That was the beginning of my journey to freedom.
It has not always been a pleasant journey. I have disappointed many, fought many others, and made some enemies along the way. I also like to think that I've encouraged a few, challenged some to a new way of thinking, and brought hope to those held captive.
My freedom is more about living in the real world, with a real God, who is relevant and not afraid of the hard questions. It's about leaving shame and guilt behind. It's more about 'being' than about 'doing'. It's about not trying to force a round peg into a square hole. It's about not focusing on the 'thou shalt nots' and focusing on Christ and the abundant life He offers. It's about living in peace even in the midst of horrific chaos. It's about knowing who ultimately has your back. It's about knowing the God of the universe who longs for a relationship with each of us and doesn't care if our quiet time is in the morning or in the evening (or if we use KJV or NIV or ESV or . . .). And I've learned that dancing unto the Lord is a precious gift.
Galatians 5:1 "For freedom Christ has set us free; stand firm therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery."
John 14:6 "Jesus said to him, "I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me."
John 8:32 "and you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free."
John 8:36 "So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed."
Freedom. Joy. Peace. He offers them all. Come and see . . .
