Freedom from the Boogeyman

Today my boogeyman died. The dark shadow that always loomed over my shoulder and in the peripheal of my dreams has disappeared...never to return again. Today I realized I am free. 

I am free from every curse spoken over me. I am free from every negative word spoken over me. I am free from those shameful nights of intrusion and fear. I am free from those early mornings full of disgust and a panicked need to flee. I am free. 

I am free from the insecurities you birthed in me and your memory has nursed. I am free from the wounds you have caused that I thought would never heal. I am free from the anger and the disappointment. I am free from the betrayal and broken heart. I am free from embarrassment and shame. I am free from you. 

The day I got away at last was the day I was free from you. 
The day He reached out and touched me...I was made free through His blood. 
The day I forgave you I was made free of you. 
Today I realized the cage door has been opened and I flew out. 

I flew high and far. I flew free. I soared in the sunshine of a clear, blue sky. I inhaled freedom and exhaled in exaltation. I stretched my wings as far as I could and realized the bindings are already gone. The chains were broken by His death...it just took yours to realize it. 

In the words of Francine Rivers: "You are free. You just don't realize it yet." 

Today, that was me...finding my freedom. My boogeyman died today and I think that is reason enough to celebrate.

May 3, 2013

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