Freedom does not mean that I can do whatever I desire, whenever I desire to do it. Why? Because true freedom does not come cheaply, it is not "free". It brings with it responsibility as well as debts of gratitude that can never be repaid. True freedom actually constrains.
Constrained by freedom and the love that bought it at so dear a price.
"For you were called to freedom, brethren; only do not turn your freedom into an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another. For the whole law is fulfilled in one word, in the statement, "You shall love your neighbor as yourself." " - Galatians 5:13-14
Who are we that You would be mindful of us what do You see that's worth looking our way we are free in ways that we never should be sweet release from the grip of these chains like hinges straining from the weight my heart no longer can keep from singing.
all that is within me cries for You alone be glorified Emmanuel God with us my heart sings a brand new song the debt is paid these chains are gone Emmanuel, God with us.
Lord You know our hearts don't deserve Your glory still You show a love we cannot afford like hinges straining from the weight my heart no longer can keep from singing.
Such a tiny offering compared to Calvary nevertheless we lay it at your feet. -mercy me "God with us"
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not take them bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;//Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,//
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back.//I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made the difference.
"These little moments ... matter, for they are where we live every day."
- Paul David Tripp