Not Free but Free After All

Certain non-physical circumstances in my life provide me to not be completely free. I cannot make all my own decisions, cannot freely do what I want, go where I want, spend what I want. Don’t get me wrong, I am not a prisoner but I am not free either. It is how it is. I am thankful because it n keeps me humble and close to and trusting in God more. But it turns out that no matter what limitations you have, we are all truly free after all to do everything God expects of us. We can all humbly pray. Every one of us can pray as much as we want because God hears our heart prayers, they do not have to be audible. In fact, if everyone started praying, revival would happen immediately and life would change for the better. But more than just praying, we can all be fruitful spiritually, showing and sharing live, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness and self-control. Everyone can smile and encourage people, share truth. So despite any challenges that limit our freedom, we are free after all in Christ and we can pray, read our Bible, teach our kids about God, help and contribute and be lights in the world. This is the beautiful freedom we have b in Christ and I really really dig that.πŸ˜„β€

Genuinely Missing Air

Growing up on a farm in a small town in Michigan, I may have worked hard but I loved every minute of it for I breathed fresh air. I loved the air. Oh how I loved the freedom of running through the fields with the dog, just breathing it in. Freedom. Air. Belting out songs of praise to God for it all. Very little is better than that combination. And on rainy days, we had an amazing upright grand piano I could play to my heart’s content. Oh how I miss playing a piano! And this city life is for the birds. If it were my fecision, we would move to a small cottage on a farm or with a lot of land away from all these people and restore my upright piano so I can play again. That would be amazing. Driving down a country road you pretty much have to yourself is just shy of perfection. Air. Freedom. Piano. Country. Praising God. This to me is what heaven looks like. This is what brings me most to life. God is so good to have given me such a glorious taste of it! He knows what He is doing all the time.❀❀❀

Contemplating Freedom from History Through History

Been very contemplative lately. Perhaps it is all the spring cleaning and fun (pool, park, friends over, library, etc.) Or maybe it is helping my mom with a lot of things she needs help with all of a sudden. Or maybe it was some recent bad news but for whatever reason, I have been more contentedly contemplative about my history.

There used to be people I could not shake, one in particular, no matter what I did. And fighting it seemed to make it worse. This history I had with this individual changed my life. However the symbiosis ended expediently and painfully so goodbye was aggressively toilsome and closure was an evasive flower always around the bend but never arriving.

History of this sort was my nemesis. I wanted to be angry but I am not. I wanted to scream but could not from the numbness. For years this followed me, tortured me, distracted me.

I kept praying. I began fasting weekly in September of last year and continue to this day. Always praying and talking to God about eliminating this history’s hold on me.

I realized today driving home that history is indeed history, or as much as it ever should be or can be. It is still a part of you but not a distraction from the present, not an impedence.

And that, my friend, is freedom. I am free now. It is God who gives freedom, I am convinced within myself. God is the patient giver of loving grace to free us from ourselves and make us so much better resultantly. I have this peace and joy from God I have not had for so very long and deeper than I have ever had. There is a tightness with God that I think cannot be had in any way other than His getting you through some serious hardship(s). God is so very good!❀❀❀

Jesus Brings Love, Freedom and Joy/Peace

When Jesus is believed and asked inside a contrite heart, He joyfully enters and bring the fruit of the Spirit with Him, along with freedom to experience the fullness of His glory and love. He asks for our hearts and faith and gives back infinitely more in return. He knows full well how weak we are, how fragile, how temporary our bodies are. He is God and we are not. So I say again Praise be to Jesus Christ my Lord!! And thank you, Jesus, for the amazingly beautiful gifts!!!πŸ˜„β€