It has only been 11 days, but in that time words are being released, my words, and I am enjoying a true taste of freedom. Words have been dormant for many years, not superficial words, ones that are expected, like a thank you note or a Christmas letter to a relative, but words that mean more, that have been held captive. I will be delving in more to the interwoven, complexity of me, and in so doing the tension and pain held in will flow out like a stream of living water. A voice low and hard to hear will become clear and understood, at last. The body, held stiff and correct, maintaining ‘rightness’ and what’s expected will give way to ease of movement, freedom. The self-protection gestures, holding my arms to my stomach or chest will be replaced by a straight posture, arms hanging. Sleep at night will be a fully stretched out body, arms out to the side, taking up at least half the bed, rather than clutching my body in a self protective, timid position. A good friend told me ‘Speak forth! No more locking away that inner voice that God has given each of us, He will speak to us as we release ourselves from this man made vice that seeks to stifle and make us ill’. It is scary but it is TIME. I am reaping the benefits already. I feel more alive, joyful, and that hope that has always been there is at the forefront again. And I love it.
It is how God intended us to be. Free to be who he has created us to be. Not held back, not afraid, but knowing we are complete. Living in the midst of expectancy, in true rest, loving God, ourselves and each other, knowing that this moment is enough. It is time we all defined ourselves radically as being loved by God.
I had always thought that being a Christian was believing in God, praying and going to church. It was not until my early thirties that I discovered there was so much more. That I could actually enjoy a close relationship with Jesus, that he actually LONGED for us, welcomed us, wanted to enjoy chit chat with us, wept with us and rejoiced with us. Accepting his free gift was the best thing I would ever do.
Today is day 11 of the series Prison Break of Thoughts – 31 days of Inner Release that I am writing for #write31days challenge.