Christian Living

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I wrote this when struggling with a particular sin, noting the irony in my knowledge of God's freedom, yet subsequent choices to remain enslaved.


-Shackles-

Enslaved
Shackled and bound by my own sin
As I strive for freedom
Seek it like a lost treasure
Yet each and everyday I return
Return to the cell
And lock myself up
Remain there as if without hope
Sulk and sink to the corner in shame

I sit
Dejected and defeated
And yet
The key to freedom lies in my hand
I stare and ponder
Realizing its power
Power to free
To truly release me from bondage
But do nothing
Foolishly toss it aside and tighten my chains

In a dark and lonely chamber
I wage war in my thoughts
My choices and actions fall prey to lies
And I stare at the key
The key to free and release
But realize I
I cannot turn the key
Only He whose spirit sets free

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