This quote sits on the background of my desktop. The more I read it, the more it feels like my own holy mantra. I love the idea of my existence being a rebellion in an un-free world. Not rebellion in a sense of fighting against what is good and true, actually the very opposite.
When I was a kid, I was sort of paranoid. I used to lie awake at night, imagining enemies. They normally weren’t monsters or goblins, these enemies were real people. Burglars, kidnappers, rapist. I was afraid of people. I was also afraid of God, in a sense. I knew He “loved” me because that is what I was told. But, I never thought I was good enough for that love.
I looked in the mirror and found myself achingly different from the girl I wished I was. I remember as young as six making a mental list of the (major) things that would have to change in my life for me to be “normal.” I thought that was all I wanted. Really, I wanted to be free. Free from the nightmares. Free from the unspoken thing that paralyzed my mouth shut when it came to communicating with anyone older then me besides my immediate family. I didn’t know why I was afraid, I just was. I was in bondage to silence.
When I began to get free from my past, it was like I transitioned straight into another sort of bondage- the religious kind. I thought it was my job to decide whether I was a holy person or not, depending on how much time I spent on my knees, what movies or music I would or would not subject myself too. In my harsh judgment of myself, I couldn’t help but judge other people. I couldn’t see their motives, know their full story, or read their heart intent, but I stuck with the idea that “You will know them by their fruit.” I entered into a new kind of paranoia. Instead of writing a list of the things that needed to change in order for me to be normal, I wrote a mental list of things that needed to happen in order for me to be a “Jesus-freak. World-Changer. Not-of-this-world.” I was quick to point out those “hypocrites” who talked about celebrity gossip instead of reaching Muslims for Christ, the ones who claimed to love God and yet spend more money on worldly things like their purebred puppy and nice furniture, while there were starving children dying of AIDS and worldly teenagers having sex who were going to burn in hell.
How foolish can you be? After starting your Christian lives in the Spirit, why are you now trying to become perfect by your own human effort? (Gal. 1:4 NLT)
As Jesus began to gently lead me into the realm of his grace, at times I have felt my former self back-lashing.
“Do you realize how heretical the things your saying sound right now?”
“People are going to get offended…”
“Are you SURE, you are not just trying to rebel?”
As time goes on, condemnation has gone from being my master to becoming obsolete. It’s scary, almost, because I was so used to it. I was comfortable seeing morality so stark black and white, I was comfortable being one of the few select, being able to judge the world instead of the condition of my own heart. I was safe in my cage.
Christ has set us free to live a free life. So take your stand! Never again let anyone put a harness of slavery on you. (Gal 5:1 MSG)
As we are taught through our history, freedom cost something. It is risky, it is rebellious.
But the cost for our freedom was paid for, fully. We get to grab it, walk in it, make it our reality.
We don’t need to live with one foot in the cage and one out of it. We don’t celebrate Independence Day because you are sort of free. Yes, people may be in fear that our nation is losing it’s freedom, but the state of our physical freedom simply cannot touch the freedom that is on the inside of us.
Fear, condemnation, guilt, those things are no longer your masters. If you walk with Jesus, His Spirit is in you, that means FREEDOM.
(Those that say in their hearts “Yes, but that means people think they can do whatever they want, they will use their freedom as an excuse to be selfish and SIN,” don’t really get it anyway. That is not the point.)
Your response to an unfree world doesn’t need to be anger, endless political discussions, great planned-out “battle plans.” It doesn’t have to mean working in ministry until you are half dead, constant suffering and sorrow for a cause, or playing the martyr. Sometimes it simply means to live free.
So make every day Independence day.
Enjoy life. Take a risk. Love someone who will never love you back. Make friends with those the church rejects. Go on an adventure. Have a beer, light some fireworks, jump in a lake, laugh.
Live Free.
(I may be biased, but New Hampshire has the best state slogan EVER.)
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brooke, i most certainly needed this.
thank you.
Only free people can truly love. People who are “bound” are always plotting how to gain their freedom, often at the expense of others. Bondage always leads us to become self-focused-absorbed-centered.
We must be fitted and suited for an eternity of communing with LOVE. How can God cause ones so selfish to (benevolent) LOVE? Surely demands and commands will only lead us to become more self-centered.
His plan: Grace them with unbounded LOVE. Fill them with Divine LOVE to overflowing. “We love because He first loved us.”
Freedom is scary, but the alternative is certain Hell.
“If the Son shall make you free, you shall be free indeed.”