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Breaking Free

So one of my sisters is about to give “spiritual birth” in the next week and I couldn’t be more excited. With a heart of pure gold evident by her generosity and kindness, I couldn’t think of a more deserving person.

As the time draws near,  I began to seek God’s face on what that “freedom” looks like.

“Breaking free” looks like chains falling by the wayside and captives:

Loosening cords of strongholds,
Breaking old, familiar soul ties,
Reversing generational curses,
Tearing down barriers of oppression,
Severing toxic connections, 
Shining light on darkness.

And rebuilding temples on God’s foundation of truth.

It’s time to “silence the enemy” with a sucker punch to the throat and send him packing.

It’s time to “kick down” the invisible fences that seek to restrain the power within.

It’s time to “cut the cords” of toxicity.

It’s time to “roll up our sleeves” and allow FAITH to win.

When you attend a recital, ballet, or opera, the “applause” always comes at the end.

In this season, I’m making moves in “reverse.”

I’m “clapping” for the personal victories that are already won.

I’m “cheering” for the captives already set free.

I’m “celebrating” the freedom that was purchased 2,000 years ago on the cross.

“Knowing” there is no failure in Him gives me the courage to face Goliath and take my best shot.

I’m coming out—swinging!

“It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.”-Galatians 5:1

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