I’ve been thinking about you for a few weeks now. Because on a perfectly benign day, I had this specific thought, “I am free.”
Which might not strike you as particularly profound.
Maybe you’ve heard it before.
Maybe you would by rote nod your head in agreement and say the same thing.
Maybe you don’t believe it.
I think I am just on the cusp of beginning to believe it.
I have this idea that freedom happens out there. Somewhere later, further, ahead of me. Even so far as to think freedom awaits me in heaven, but when push comes to shove isn’t really reality for now.
All the verses about running a race. I, rightly or wrongly, came to interrupt the race as my life and the finishing of it well to be my death and my subsequent entering into the freedom of heaven; of life without sin entangling me.
And rightly or wrongly, because I am no theologian, I am reframing this thought.
I am free, right this very moment. Free. Even in my failing. Free. I don’t have to get there; to freedom. I am living here; in freedom.
Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus,
and do you know what verse 2 says?
because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit who gives life has set you free from the law of sin and death.
It is a race. But not a race like I was thinking, where it is my whole life stretching out before me to slug through and then one day freedom in heaven. I don’t think so. Every moment is the race. Every moment freedom. Every moment victory.
Even when I am wrong or sin or mess up or snap at my children or get frustrated with the grind of every day. Why? Because there is NOW no condemnation. None. And that leaves freedom.
This afternoon I picked up my devotional my husband got me for Christmas and a question from todays section says, “Reflect on how Jesus, our teacher, shows us all how to live in the glorious freedom of the children of God. What doest this freedom mean to you?”
What does this freedom mean to you?
Do you, like I did, think it is future freedom? One that will happen one day beyond those pearly gates?
Can you envision living in this freedom right now? Every moment? Failing or not. It makes me think of the lyric from Oh How He Loves, “I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,When I think about the way… That He loves us, Oh, how He loves us,”
Mind blowing, game changing, freedom for right this very moment.