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I'M FREE

I’M FREE
My eyes opened gently as I woke to the sounds of birds chirping and the gentle buzz of the morning, such a beautiful morning and it brought the coolness of rain along with it, the rain was welcome in the unabashed presence of the consistent sun and its heat in the days prior.
I woke up with some sort of reluctance to another day, my mind wandered and all I could think of was the discomfort in my chest… I WAS STUCK! I was stuck was all I could think and all that came to my, albeit, creative mind and that was all I could say. I felt stuck.
Not stuck in the way of a key in a bad or dysfunctional keyhole or stuck in a way of a disobedient latch to an old forgotten box of ideas and idiosyncrasies or in how annoying it is when your finger is trapped in the neck of a bottle or even in how your flannel shirt hooks to your earring as you flipped it over your head to wear it…no, not in that way!
But stuck as a traveler well on his way knowing his destination and well travelled on that road and half way through his journey could not seem to get his feet to move, whether from tiredness, pain or even boredom of the same repeated actions. He could not will himself to continue the journey; contemplating his knowledge of the terrain, the surety in his destination, his reason for the trip in the first place, he could no longer trust in his consistent will power to carry on; he was stuck as I was stuck!
My chest heaving trying to contain the multitude of emotions I let running wild within, my body could not contain and it burst out as I whispered…I’m stuck!
‘What’? My one and only said.
‘I didn’t hear you’.
And then I said ‘I feel stuck’ because that was it, it was actually a feeling and not really what I was.
My fleshy container which was sizeable enough to contain quite a lot could not contain this tumultuous flood, it all came to me, all at once and I let it pour as my chest heaved, relieved that it was letting go of the tightness and allowing the pain that seemed to tear at my heart seep away from me…I let it rain! I cried!
I was tired, before it was physical exhaustion but no, not anymore, I seemed so unsure and somewhat confused. I wasn’t quite sure what to do with myself; all I have, all I knew…everything. They were all happening so very fast and all at the same time and my eyes took a shade of red.
Then my one and only, speaking to me and saying…
“…all things work together for the good of them that love God and are called according to his purpose, God has promised that He will never leave us nor forsake us; you cannot think that He will start leaving us now. We are breaking through and forth, He has done us well and He can never leave us defenseless and when He said He has your back, God was not joking and if you think that He doesn’t have your back then you do not trust in God! Put your trust back on God and consider what He did for us through Christ on the cross. Look at that and live…you have to live because I can’t live without you, we’re in this together and we cannot live without God…!” 

I am reminded of Tye Tribbett's song What Can I do  as my fast heaving chest seem to subside into muffled sobs and sniffs, the flood started to recede as I wiped my eyes and nose, the storm and its cloud began to clear and make way for the light of God’s word that is ever true and His love that clears a multitude of doubt. I saw it or better still God showed me how much He loves me and would not let anyone or thing hurt me and reminded me that having done all to stand I should still stand and see His salvation.
Hmmm…thank you Jesus was all I could say and as my one and only added ‘cheer up love’ all I did was give a weak smile knowing that all is well.

I’ll rest and see God’s salvation; I will not let the devil put me down with depressing and wanton thoughts. I’m relieved, I’m free; free as the chirping birds in the cool of the morning, raging as the storms that roared in me earlier because God has a plan and a purpose for me and I’m pursuing them His way. I’M NOT STUCK, I AM FREE, free to lift my hands and say amen to the Blessing because I know that He is the reason I’m alive today. 

 Do not Entertain the thoughts and suggestions from the devil; he wants us to think that we are at our worst but no, we have all the advantage. Romans 10:12(AMP) and Jeremiah 33:3 are amazing scriptures telling us of God's unending benevolence and goodness towards us as we call on Him!

Truly God is with you and there is nothing that the devil can do about it...be encouraged!

 You are Blessed!!
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