We have such an egocentric society these days. Everything is seen through this lens of self-interest and "rights." Words like "obedience" and "submission" have become laughable or even disgusting, and faith is more than ever dismissed as a crutch for the intellectually inferior.
But when you look around at all the chaos, don't you ever wonder, "Who's really free, here?" If these enlightened secular folks are so liberated, why are their lives so fractured? They are so free to choose, they end up choosing everything, and as a result end up with nothing. Having built no walls of safety or sanctity, they are unable to keep anything of value within...everything is fleeting and subject to the day's whims. When "anything goes," then nothing worthwhile remains.
More than 20 years ago I was introduced to a remarkable poem on this subject that encapsulates it better than I ever could, and I offer it to you today in the hope that it blesses you as much as it has blessed me for so many years now.
(It's based on Romans 7:15-25)
When I want to be free at all costs
I am already beginning to bind myself
When I pursue my own wishes
I throw myself in chains
I do what I don't want to do
I am at my own mercy
And when I finally consider myself free
Freedom becomes a burden
Because I must make decisions
Which I am unable to make
And my freedom turns into a new prison
I can only find freedom
In the ropes that bind me
God bless your day today, and may you cling tightly to those liberating ropes that keep us tied to Him who has set us FREE.