Where Freedom Dances

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God’s Thought To Me

It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm then and do not let yourself be burdened with a yoke of slavery (Galatians 5:1, NIV).

 The Freedom of Belonging

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When I belonged to all my yesterdays, my life was clouded with impenetrable, pitch black darkness. I walked in tandem with the phantom of sorrow … hand-in-hand with the lonely pain of abuse.

Condemnation relentlessly mocked me without repose and Rejection beguiled me with venomous prattle … pretending to be my mother … my only friend.

I was clad in filthy shadows of dirt and despair while its tentacles entangled me with its terrifying colors of deceit.

Lies were the only songs my ears could hear and hatred the only eulogy my mind could comprehend.

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Slowly but with such well-trained precision, the forces of evil cunningly smothered me into a lifeless existence.

My surroundings shrieked with the wails of mocking misery… there where the gibbous moon slyly sang of destruction and terrifying bolts of lightning composed the fortissimo.

I was forced to sing the allegro of loneliness with a grimace, only to accentuate my alleged hideousness and evinced my repulsive existence.

My heart was kidnapped and my mind abducted by the cruel composer whose death rock only belched hatred and reeked of putrid decay.

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Yet, the evil conductor of the orchestra of horror forced me to endure the torture of the screeching music with a smile, pretending my delight.

The cruel lyrics of his compositions told my story … a story of being the only mistake God ever created … a faulty slip of His mind … an unwanted afterthought.

The andante was slowly killing me so softly, annihilating my last tincture of hope as the last falsetto cried and wailed with terrified loneliness.

The King of evil convinced me that the fetters of his dungeons of death were the only habitat for the likes of me … the place where religious vultures feasted on human carrion.

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Yet, the Eternal Light, the Living Word, the Way, the Truth and the Life who already overcame the evil of the one who once owned the keys of death, destroyed this chains of deceptive incongruity.

His angel choir never for a moment ceased their songs of adoration, glorifying His Majesty, joyfully inviting me to join their jubilations to the One who alone is worthy.

His overtures of passion told the story of another World, of the goodness of the One who is the great I AM with love defying the reasonings of my humanness.

He showed me another Way … another long, long road a-winding into Freedom …

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… leading me gently from the tabloids of hypocrisy … showing me the exit from the bondage where I was once to be found … bound with the evil iron cords of religion.

He rescued me from all my old remembrances that were thronging and suffocating, trying to snare me once again in the fowler’s snare.

He held my hand and walked with me through valleys where only crystal clear winds of beauty sang love songs …  there where I could fly free … rescued from the Lie I once used to be.

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He gently invited me with great tenderness to sit at His right Hand in heavenly places … He gathered me into His Loving Embrace … there where His Freedom dances … there … the only place where I belong.

Much love and sweet blessings xx

Mia

Linking-up with Lisa-Jo and the ladies at my Tea Time and Link-Up page. Today our guest is the word, BELONG.

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37 thoughts on “Where Freedom Dances

  1. Pingback: On being open & unexpected gifts | Dolly M. Lee @ Soul Stops

  2. Just in case you are reading, Mia. Thought of you today. “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”
    Psalm 139:13-14

  3. Mia, for some reason I missed this post on your blog until now. I was your life story in such a poetic form. God has delivered you out of so much heart pain and made you whole to help heal others with your words.
    Dorothy and I loved our visit with the two of you this last week. You were such a blessing and such a wonderful host to us. Thanks for sharing your love, your hospitality as well as your lovely home by the sea. I hope we can do it again, soon, and stay longer.
    Love you IN the Son,
    Michael

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  5. The cruel lyrics of his compositions told my story … a story of being the only mistake God ever created … a faulty slip of His mind … an unwanted afterthought.
    I so felt these words Mia. How many beautiful women lost in such thoughts need to hear your words of encouragement. Blessings ~ Chris

  6. Oh, what a gift to be freed from the past! I love this: “He rescued me from all my old remembrances”

    We must leave the past behind and press on.

    As always, Mia, your words are so poetic!

  7. “He gently invited me with great tenderness to sit at His right Hand in heavenly places … He gathered me into His Loving Embrace … there where His Freedom dances … there … the only place where I belong.”
    Amen, Mia 🙂

  8. Incredibly beautiful words and pictures! It’s such a blessing when we find and accept where we are meant to be- “where His Freedom dances.” This really paints a lovely picture.

  9. My denomination was not binding, but the Pastor took steps to create his own set of rules that created the “Religious Spirit” that kept me bound for many years. When we finally realized through study and other ministers, that the Word of God is pure and that we are Accepted in the Beloved and KEPT by his loving hand, we no longer fear that we “might have sinned and in our sleep might go to hell”. What a fearful terror when we are afraid of God instead of loving him. Thank you for sharing your lovely post with us here at “Tell Me a True Story.” At: http://letmetelluastory.blogspot.com/

  10. I never tire of hearing about FREEDOM. It’s been such a great joy to me to experience more freedom the past two years than I have in a long time. Thanks for being a place that always shares freedom and joy, Mia.

  11. Hello Mia, Stopping by from Monday Musings. The evil one sure does tell lies to keep us exactly where he wants us, doesn’t he? Thankfully our Savior is more powerful and has already conquered him. I remember believing in those lies once upon a time. So glad I am forever free of them in Christ. Beautiful Five Minute Friday piece.

  12. So glad to be reading your lovely and powerful words again, Mia. May you always hear the love songs of the crystal winds, my friend.

  13. Beautiful and powerful. So glad to read your lovely words again. Yes, one of the greatest gifts I have been given by God, besides His miraculous gift of salvation, is the forgiveness that releases me from the guilt of past mistakes and sins.

    His love covers me, and washes me white as snow.

    GOD BLESS!

  14. The time off took you even Higher, my friend. Awesome and powerful prose, Mia. Those words speak to the heart and soul.

    • Andre, good for you!!! I am so glad you are able to see what a treasure Mia is, my brother. Most of us who have been married long forget that our spouses are a gift from God. I love you both and am looking forward to seeing you.

  15. this line…”his compositions told the story of me being the only mistake our God ever created … a faulty slip of His mind … not even just a silly afterthought”. I think we’ve all felt this before. Thank you for putting that feeling to words so beautifully. I’ve missed your gorgeous images and stories. Hope you are well.

  16. Hi Mia! (I had to look up ‘gibbous moon’, I’d never heard that phrase before.) You certainly make the past a place of great horror. I think you almost have to do that, because so many of us like to live there. That isn’t where we belong…we belong in the right here, with the Lord who is right now.
    Great images too!
    Ceil

  17. Oh wow. This drew me in. I started doing my skimming thing, and had to stop, slow down, and really pay attention to what I was reading. Thank you so much! A great way to remind me of the forgiveness of Christ.

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