Freedom

If the Son sets you free you are free indeed.

I was reading an article today about how the new tower that is to take the place of where the world trade center used to stand is going to have its name changed. The name originally was Freedom tower. Now they want to change it. And it has people in an uproar. It made me think… why? I don’t believe we really have freedom in this country. Well I guess we do have freedom but I am thinking about freedom. Go with me for a minute.

Freedom-“liberation from slavery or restraint or from the power of another”.

When I think of freedom I tend to go to idea that we some how have a God given right to do what ever we want when we want without consequences. But that is not what the Bible says. The Bible says that we are bought with a price. We are slaves to sin, and Jesus bought our freedom with his own blood. WE ARE FREE. Then why do we return to our old slave master. He treated us like crap, he hated us and had no desire to see us live to our fullest and yet Jesus came to give us life and to give it to us abundantly. Jesus gives us a life that it is far better then anything our old sinful master can give us. Yet why do we run back to our old master?

I believe it is because people (and I totally include myself in this) really do not believe we are free. What a devastating lie that Satan tells us. He tells us that we are not free. If we take the idea of slave and master and put ourselves there it would look like this. We are post 13th amendment, we know we are free, we know that we can go live on our own land, we can have a better life and yet we stay at our old masters house being beat half to death, and living in squalor. The only problem with this analogy is this. The 13th amendment doesn’t come close to describing what kind of freedom we have. We were not just given freedom, we were bought with Christ’s blood, the freedom we have is the freedom of a son of the master. We are adopted into the family of God. That’s Lord God almighty, creator of everything, master of all. We are his son. And yet we, for lack of a better word, whore ourselves back to sin.

Lord help me to stay faithful to the truth that I am your son, bought with the blood of Christ, help me to keep in the forefront of my mind the weight of what that means, help me to fight the desire to run back to my vomit.