As I was getting ready this morning, the Lord was near to my heart. This weekend, God met me the exact way I have been praying for Him to meet me. I have been praying that He would simply be near me, that I could feel Him and that He would bring me a repentant heart. He answered this prayer so beautifully and with such poise that I have been humbled in the process.
This morning, I was thinking about bondage. The last two days I have been fearful that His nearness is going to leave me. I have been fearful that if and when I mess up, I'll push Him away from me. In anxiety, I cried as I laid in bed last night, begging Him, "Please don't leave me. Please do not leave me." The bondage of my sinful decisions has kept me so tightly bound the last year that I fear going back there.
And the Lord gave me a picture today; The chains have been broken and are laying at my feet, but I remain in the same bound posture.
The wrists are still together as if they are still shackled together.
The body is tightly wound making motion difficult as if the ropes are still wrapped around me.
The head hangs low in the oppression the chains have cast me in.
The fear causes all of me to tremble.
Yet, the chains are not ON me but BESIDE me. Captivity no longer describes me, because FREEDOM has made it's home.
The Lord was saying to me, "Get up and walk, cherished one. Let loose from that which once bound you and lift your hands and shout your freedom. Lean on Me with your full weight and let Me heal your wounds."
What a picture!
Friend, what have you been set free from?
Do you doubt your freedom because you are still standing in the posture bondage had placed you in?
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