My aunt just got out of rehab for narcotics. She's starting all over. She has no place to live, no car and no money. I'm so grateful that I have a job, a car, a beautiful home, and I'm grateful everyday for my faith. This led me to ponder on my religion. The rules and commandments that have been assigned within my religion seem tedious and restrictive to others. Watching my aunt struggle through addiction and other set back I've realized that those rules keep me free. The speed limit keeps me from being enslaved in a coma. Not drinking keeps me from the restrictiveness of alcoholism. I love God. I love that he's given me rules and guidelines to help keep me safe from harm. Shame on me for not listening and shame on me for thinking that he wants to control me. All he wants is for me to be Free!
Thank God for freedom. Thank you to those who support this countries freedom so that I can worship in the way that makes my heart feel at peace.
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