Land of the Free

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I love my country.

There are a few things that can bring me to tears every time.

The sight of a baby being born.

The thought of my Savior dying on the cross to save me.

The words and melody of the Star Spangled Banner.

“Oh say does that star spangled banner yet wave, o’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.”

It sends chills up my spine.

Freedom is something that we talk about so much in this country.  Freedom of religion, freedom from religion.  Freedom of speech.  Sexual freedom.  Freedom to choose your own identity.

Lately, we are debating the freedom to go to the bathroom in whatever location we choose.  Seems to have fallen from the lofty ideas that it originated from, but, that’s where we are.

Side note:  Any man who chooses to exercise their right to go to the bathroom in the ladies room while my daughter or wife is in there, better be ready to go through me.

Anyway…

As I have watched these debates, and various other debates throughout the years, it would appear that we are running from freedom, not to it.  Sexual orientation, pornography, drugs (marijuana, opiates, whatever), hate crimes and hateful song lyrics do not release us.  They and the other ideas that surround these arguments do not bring freedom.

I have many friends that are mired in these things that speak, sometimes so eloquently, about the freedom they are experiencing.  But, it’s all eyewash.  It’s all smoke and mirrors.

Satan has been doing this since he first made contact with humanity.  “You can throw off God, be God yourself.  You’ll be free if you disobey His commands, run from His love, despise His perfect design.”

And for all these years, we’ve believed satan’s lies, and the lies we now tell ourselves.

I know slavery.  I now know freedom.  Real, healing, blessed, calming freedom!  God never wanted slaves.  God never designed us to yield to anything or anyone but Him.

We can still be the “Land of the Free”, and it doesn’t even matter where we call home.

Asherah

I don’t feel so good right now.  I feel ugly, fat, numb, so, so sad.  I think I’ll take a trip down to the old Asherah pole.

Throughout the history of early Israel there was a goddess named Asherah that was worshiped along with the worship of God.  Solomon had her images set up in the temple.  Religious prostitution was the normal practice in worship of this deity.  And it was a constant downfall of the nation.

I often wonder how it came about.  What caused the nation to succumb to the temptation to follow this idol.

God’s word is demanding.  Life for Him will cost you everything, it really will.  I mean everything!  Can I say it a little louder?  It costs you everything!

You don’t keep your money for yourself, or your time, or your love, or your sex.  You are supposed to be fully devoted to the one who died for your sins.

But, that’s too heavy.  We need a little levity, a little self in there.  And it costs us, we lose.

Jesus gave everything to win our hearts.  He wants us to love Him back, totally love Him.  He is worth it.  Life for Him is worth everything.  Trying to feel good will only leave you feeling empty.  Living for Him will bring love, joy, peace, all that we truly want to live for.

It’s His promise and He never breaks His promises.