Sharon Frazier
reedom.
Light, airy, weightless,
soaring freedom.
Freedom to know who I
am in Christ,
To know I am accepted
in the Beloved.
To become who I was created to be.
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Freedom from sin’s downward pull.
From the pit of sluggish, slothful,
slogging upstream,
From the struggle to get out of bed
and face the day,
From bowed-down, weighed-down,
unmotivated non-life
From sleeping the hours away to hide
from the day,
From trying and failing to meet God’s
unreachable expectations.
Or are they really my earthly dad’s
expectations?
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Freedom to know God as my Father,
To know that He is with me and for me,
To be awake, alive, anew; to explore,
wonder, see as a child,
To live with passion and not with fear;
with love and not with duty.
To worship, treasure, and enjoy God.
Why do I fear freedom?
Why do I stay and wallow in my stuck-
ness?
Why do I want to fly but choose to
remain earthbound?
Oh God, would You work in me to
desire the riches of Your freedom,
To cast off the fear-filled shackles and
put on faith-filled wings.
To discover the joy and adventure of
being loosed from my bonds.
To be finally freed.
DOZ Magazine July 2018
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