Completion

"Therefore, behold, I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak tenderly to her. And there I will give her her vineyards and make the Valley of Achor a door of hope." Hosea 2:14-15

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Freedom.

Knowing that this is my Senior year, the word freedom has been ringing in my mind. In only 2 short months, I will be free from school. Free from papers that are looming over my head. Free from set hours of class time. Free from trying to fool my professors into thinking that I have been paying attention for the past 45 minutes. Free from academia and everything it tries to pollute my mind with.

I was talking to a friend yesterday and she was telling me about some of her friends that were struggling with their faith due to some professor's lies. He claims he is not bias. He is. He claims not to have an agenda. He does. And because of the lies that he feeds hungry, bound up, students, they run away from God. Can you not see the chains he is looping around you? Do you not feel the heaviness of his claims? You think that the search for "true intellectual academia" brings freedom. Why have you fooled yourself?

God, the God who created every petal of every wildflower, the God who created every burst of sunlight, the God who created every cell in your brain that allows you to question him, loves you. He wants you. He is jealous for you. He sees these lies and he weeps over them. He sees you turning away from him and he pleads you not to turn one degree further. He doesn't think, "Oh great...have to go run after her again," but instead thinks "My child, my love, my bride- come to me. What I have for you is so much better. It is freedom."

We desire freedom. God WILL give us the desires of our hearts. He promises that to us. While we may not keep our promises, he keeps his. Our desires of freedom will be fulfilled because he gives us himself. There is freedom in the love of Christ.

Run to that, dear friends. Refuse to accept lies. Run to Freedom.

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