Oh Lord, Jesus Christ, have mercy on us, for we are sinners. But by your grace, Lord, we are free. With you, there is freedom. Help us to walk in that freedom today. To look at the sin and shame and guilt that so easily entangles us and know that you have cut loose the ties of the snare. We are no longer bound. Though the enemy would have us believe otherwise, we know that you are good, and we believe you when you say that we are free indeed. So Lord, on this day, fill us with your Spirit and help us to know deep down in our souls that we are really and truly free. In your presence, we are free.
Free to live in wonder of your grace and mercy.
Free to spend our lives in reckless pursuit of our liberator and deliverer.
Free to walk away from who we used to be and grow into the women that you have created us to be.
Free to laugh. Free to love. Free to experience joy and peace and hope. Free to be yours.
Given the option between a life of ease and a life of suffering, I'll take the the easy road every time. Yes please to the good life. Hard pass on the hardship. But Jesus isn't like me. He knew what was to come, and he walked toward it with eyes and arms wide open.
Here lately, every time I hear the familiar chords of an old hymn at church, tears prick my eyes, and it's a real struggle not to ugly cry in the middle of the sanctuary. It's the darnedest thing. Given the sidelong glances she gives me every time it happens, I'm pretty sure that our youngest daughter is seriously worried about me.