“If the Son (Jesus) sets you free, you are truly free.” Jn 8:36
“Bring me out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name!” Ps. 142:7
King Jesus, King David’s prison didn’t have iron bars. He was hiding in a cave, feeling trapped, vulnerable, and helpless. He was wise enough to own his condition, and abandon himself to your provision. I do the same today.
You’ve already freed me, (and each of us), from many chains, prisons, and entanglements. We don’t fear final judgment, for you are our forever-righteousness. We don’t fear where we’ll spend eternity, for you have secured heaven for us. THANK YOU! But Jesus, I crave more freedom in other areas of life.
Free me from thinking too much about situations and people I can’t change. Sometimes I call it “praying,” but it’s the opposite of prayer. It’s filled with self-referential concerns, not You-centered trust.
Free me from quick, irritation-fueled reactions. Over the past 12 months, my anger-fuse has gotten shorter, and my resentment list has gotten longer. Rather than seeing everything through the lens of the Gospel and eternity, my glasses have been overly tinted with the hues of Red and Blue.
Free me (and hear my repentance in this, Jesus) from prejudices and bigotries I didn’t realize I carry.
Free me to be way more preoccupied and engaged with your every-nation story, Bride, and Kingdom. Mine is merely one among 195 nations you claim and equally love.
I’ll stop there, today, Jesus. But we both know there’s more. So very Amen I pray, in your powerful and loving name.