To the cross I run
holding high my chains undone.
Now I am finally free,
free to be what I've become.
Undone.
This has a couple of different meanings for me but I think that somehow they go together. The other night in Bible study one of the questions posed was regarding plans that we had for our lives and how they compare to where we are and what our plans are now. To say the least, I am not where I planned on being in many areas of my life. This process has been tough on me to say the least. Through these times of molding and struggling and fighting and whatever emotion there is "I" have become undone and seemingly have lost control of my life. Now this is not to say that I cannot handle everyday stuff, but the Big Picture is not in my control anymore. Slowly, I think that is becoming okay with me. Slowly. Yet in this process of what seems to be a negative in becoming undone, the chains are coming undone as well. Chains of allowing opinions of others to hold me down, chains of buying into the lies that I am not good enough and trust me there are many other chains that are becoming undone and I suspect many more to come.
For this unravelling of sorts, I am beginning to give God praise. Not totally there, but today I can give God praise for this. Gloria Dios.
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