Steel bars contain me, chains bind me. Hardened, immovable steel restrains me. Yet I hear a faint whisper in the distant. A single word echoes in this cell: “freedom”. I look around and cannot see how. I remain bound by my own self image. I am not worthy of freedom. All my faults say it’s so. I am in a prison of my own making. “Freedom in Christ Jesus.” The whisper grows louder. I try to focus on that thought, but the chains seem tighter.
“Then they cried to the LORD in their trouble, and he saved them from their distress. He brought them out of darkness, the utter darkness, and broke away their chains. Let them give thanks to the LORD for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for mankind, for he breaks down gates of bronze and cuts through bars of iron.” – Psalm 107:13-16 (NIV)
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