i hope that the Christmas season is going well for all of those who may be reading. what is freedom? what does it look like? where does it come from? these are questions i find myself asking...myself and pondering the answer to them. i struggle with the idea of freedom. i know that i am free, but, somehow i always end up in the shackels again. i have dificulty claiming that freedom for myself. i had come to a point that i believed that i had it nailed, only to realize that i was the one being nailed back to the prison wall. the idea of true freedom has eluded me...and yet it hasn't. this is making absolutely no sense to me, but i know that it will. to be free is to embrace the sacrifice that has been made on my behalf. to live in bondage is to mock this sacrifice and deem it unworthy of me. but it's all backwards. i am unworhty of the gift. the gift of grace is something i neither meritted nor deserve. yet it is freely given. to grasp on to this is to forsake all that is known to me and run in the direction of the Father's voice. thank you, Daddy, for this gift of grace that i am not worthy of.
peace out
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you need a new post
I agree with kdawg.
-fdawg
yeah....me2...i don't know what i'm agreenig on but i just wanted to say that....and i have to deliver some bad news....i don't think i am going to be attending this lovely wedding of yours...i really really wanted to go down there and see you guys but i can't....i forgot why though...dangit,i hate when that happens...when i remember i will let you know...haha...see ya...
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