To Be Free
I lay amongst the blankets in my comfortable squishy hotel bed in Detroit, my head resting on pillows that I had piled high, snuggling under the duvet that made me feel like a pampered princess in a fairytale. I tried to listen to my breathing in an attempt to slow the constant stream of thoughts flowing through my brain. In my sleepy state I remember thinking how thankful I was to a God who cared enough about me to take care of my little needs,even amongst the really BIG ones in this world. A safe drive, friends and family who love me, free parking at the airport and a cozy bed. I also remember thinking that the reason I have these things is not because of anything that I have done, but instead, because of where I was born. The next morning I would be stepping onto yet another plane, this time bound for Georgia, to begin training for Kingdom Journeys, and to step into what I know from the depths of my heart what God is calling me to.
My body was exhausted, but my brain was alive and so I reached over and grabbed my phone off of the night stand, tapping my fingers on the Facebook App. My newsfeed was filled with wishes for a Happy New Year, resolutions, and links to posts reflecting on the past year with hope for the future.
I decided to add my own thoughts to the mix, and typed out my one and only resolution for 2015.
Freedom.
We live in a broken world, full of hard stuff. War. Hunger. Loss. Death. Broken hearts and fallen dreams. Every single one of us has a story of pain and sadness. Mine may not seem as dramatic or terrible as many I have heard, but the feelings are real, and as much as I want to just GET OVER IT, ....I am learning...that I can't.
I tossed my phone into the blankets beside me, sat upright and opened my bible. I flipped to the verse that I felt God suddenly press on my heart.
" Look at the nations and watch....and be utterly amazed. For I am going to something in your days that you would not believe, even if you were told." Habakuk 1:5
I breathed in deep and set my bible down beside me, closed my eyes and prayed. I gave Him the deepest desires of my heart. That this year would be the year that I see and experience His freedom in ways that I never have before. That He would bring healing to me, my team mates, and the women that we serve.
That I would know, on a deep and intimate level, that our God is one who is seeking freedom.
I prayed believing. Knowing that He answers, knowing that He works. Thankful to be a part of it.
Thankful for the broken, so I can know His whole.
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