Freedom + Faith


Tastes like : Homemade gluten free banana nut pancakes

Feels like : Laying on my back in the blue bay looking up at the blue sky, birds flying by

Smells like : Piñon and Sandalwood incense burning

Sounds like : This song

Looks like : Looking at myself in the mirror with Love

All day I have had this song stuck in my head. I cannot get it out. It goes: 

Who the Son sets free
Oh is free indeed
I’m a child of God
Yes I am

Free at last, He has ransomed me
His grace runs deep
While I was a slave to sin
Jesus died for me
Yes He died for me

Who the Son sets free
Oh is free indeed
I’m a child of God
Yes I am
In my Father’s house
There’s a place for me
I’m a child of God
Yes I am

I am chosen
Not forsaken
I am who You say I am

You are for me
Not against me
I am who You say I am

Freedom has always been a charged and challenging word for me.

From an early age I knew a huge part of my life would be in the pursuit of my own freedom and the freedom of the oppressed. 

A few years ago it was my “word for the year” and later that year I found myself in thousands of dollars of debt, betrayed by my self and a handful of very close friends, car-less, strugging with depression, fatigue, low back pain, and working extra hard not to escape it all through fantasies, shopping and keeping myself busy- failing most days. 

It’s lyrics like these that give me hope. It’s trusting by faith that they are true even when I feel bound in so many ways. It’s taking it one day at a time, not ignoring the realities but inviting Love into those places in me and in my life that don’t feel marked by freedom yet. It’s celebrating the small victories and having people around me that remind me I am courageous along the way. 

Freedom doesn’t happen without faith 

Creativity doesn’t happen without faith 

Nothing worth while happens without faith. 

“I am who you say I am” has become a lifeline for me in the past few years. In the thick of it I have had to go back to who God has told me I am. When I don’t feel it or see it, I continue to speak it overmyself and am available to the work of uncovering why it’s hard for me to receive that kind of Love. It’s in these moments I experience new levels of freedom. Not avoiding my shadow self, not buring my doubts, not letting my situations define my view of God. 

There is a lot of freedom in faith 

Faith is the birthplace of freedom 

Living a life marked by faith brings the unconventional, real, lasting, true freedom we seek. 

In Montgomery Alabama- For 381 days, thousands of black residents trudged through chilling rain and oppressive heat, ignoring and boycotting the buses. They endured death threats, violence and legal prosecution. King’s home was bombed. But instead of responding in kind, the members of the movement took to the pews, praying and rallying in churches in protest of the discrimination they suffered. 

Freedom came through their faith in action. It’s really the only way it comes, in my opinion. 

So how can we experience greater levels of freedom? 

How can we be freedom fighters for those around us? 

I don’t know, I just know that a life of faith in Love will always produce more freedom. And more freedom of the self always makes way for waves of freedom for the world around us. 


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