>> Monday, July 4, 2011
As I pondered our Independence Day celebrations, my thoughts turned to my personal Independence Day. I didn’t decide to fight for it. I was just suddenly in a battle that I didn’t even understand. And just as the American Revolution lasted a few years, my personal battle did too.
I had enemies I had never been aware of. They looked like friends and family. I had lived under their rule my whole life and did not realize that I could escape. Therefore, I never tried. But one day, lying in a hospital bed, I reached an epiphany. My life did not have to be this way … ill and beaten down. Winning my war with me did not come easily. There were casualties along the way, as those friends and family did not care for the changes. My church kicked me out.
But there is a Book that is full of words declaring my independence. It wasn’t written by Thomas Jefferson. The author of my Declaration of Independence is God, and it was signed by Jesus. He removed my chains of slavery and set me free.
I should light fireworks every day.
"If you stick with this, living out what I tell you, you are my disciples for sure. Then you will experience for yourselves the truth, and the truth will free you." John 8:32 (MSG)