I have heard stories from a dear older man who speaks of the freedom after being a prisoner of war….
I have sat with men and women who have journeyed through childhood abuse and years later found freedom by embracing their stories….
I have witnessed individuals walk out of the cancer center, finding freedom from their chemo and radiation treatments….
Freedom comes in many shapes and sizes…..
I believe we are all held hostage by something on this side of heaven. Perhaps it is addiction, fear, abandonment, anger, shame, bitterness….
Perhaps you find freedom in one area only to lose a piece of yourself to a new battleground…
I believe that the journey to freedom is a journey worth traveling. I wonder what you would name as something that keeps you from living fully alive?
I wonder what you would name as something that you long to be free from…
I invite you to look at this picture and marvel at the journey to freedom. It is an everyday journey, but freedom can be found! And when freedom is found, freedom should always be celebrated!