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Can You Hear the Song of Freedom?

What it Means to be Free

I woke up this morning with a song in my heart: I am a free man. 

I know this, not through any strength of my own. I don’t command armies, govern cities, or direct corporations. My freedom does not come from the power to tell others what to do.

This freedom is not liberty to do whatever I want, whenever I want. It’s not a release from responsibility and restraint. It’s not about me at all.

The liberty burning in my bones comes from the Spirit who breathes in me. It’s not about what I have or accomplish; it’s knowing who I am.

Whose I am.

I am free because I belong. I am that bloody, bleeding, beating heart. I breathe the cosmic symphony that the preexistent Word calls into being in each and every moment. I am free to move to the beat of that drummer, to respond to the stirrings of truth and love in my heart.

I’m free to make the hidden things seen. I can shine light in the darkness, regardless of whether the darkness comprehends it.

It’s about being free from fear. Free from all the fakery that passes for intelligence, but which just masks my own insecurity and the struggle to look sharp.

I woke up this morning with a song of freedom in my soul, and by God I intend to sing it. 

Can you hear the melody? Can you feel this freedom inside you? Will you sing along with me?

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