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Freedom isn't free

In America, the term "Freedom isn't Free'' is frequently seen together with red, white, and blue. You may see pictures of the flag, a soldier honoring another fallen soldier, or the infamous silhouette of the soldiers pushing the flag upright. There are even songs titled "Freedom Isn't Free" that mention the USA and sacrifices of our military. These are inspiring messages of sacrifice paid at its fullest. One life given for something greater. 

I'm not sure why, but "Freedom isn't Free" popped into my mind the other day and I haven't been able to shake it. I think it is because of Easter and my reflection on the price paid for me. I realize that I have freedom. Freedom to choose to follow Jesus or choose to follow something else. God gave me the freedom to decide. 

Choosing Jesus means choosing freedom. Freedom from the control and weight of this world. Freedom in a forever with our God. We will face difficult times, experience hurt, feel the emptiness of loss, the pain of failure, and other trying moments on this earth. These moments are a tiny, miniscule fraction of our forever of bliss with God.

The key to freedom is in truth. John 8:32 says, "Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” God is the fullness of truth and He is the fullness of grace. In His truth we have freedom. Of that truth, the greatest is the Son of Man and what Jesus did for you and me. Jesus paid the price for us. He served as a substitute for each of us, taking which was really meant for each of us. His sacrifice was for something much greater. Our freedom, in deed, came at a price. 

Be blessed and be a blessing,
Matt


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