Free at Last!

Free to praise YOU unceasingly
in Your magnanimity!
Free to accept that You know it better!
Free to be me and leave You to get on with the rest!

And what a rest that is.....


Free at Last! (2)

What does it mean to be free?
It means to be unfettered in any way by
the past....
the present.....
the future....

Free at Last!
Free at Last!
Free at Last!


 
Free at Last! (3) BEYOND COMPREHENSION

Cleansed, redeemed, and forgiven at last at 63!

Tabula Rasa!
PEACE, ALMIGHTY PEACE
CACOONS ME, IN YOU!

Fifty-five years of inner torment, insecurity,

LONGING, NOT KNOWING WHERE TO BELONG,
Wondering in this world the life of a lost, lonely soul
Seeking, trying to find a grip, a niche, a nest, for ME to rest.

Silly me!
All that doubt and suffering unnecessary....

Gone P-U-F-F in a twinkle of Your loving eye!

With an immediate clarity, the opaque lenses cleared!
And my world swims in an ocean of YOUR love and my comprehension,

It was always there for the taking, you waited patiently,
but my past haunted, taunted, tainted me unrelentingly.

You waited patiently all this time, leaving me free choice,
until I could catch up.
THANK YOU!

No more demons!

OH WHAT PERFECT PEACE SURROUNDS ME!
BEYOND ALL COMPREHENSION


 
Free at Last! (4)

No longer allowing past lies, be my truth!
I am unique, precious and loved by You Lord.
Your reality, generosity never fails to amaze me!
Giving me the stability I craved and could have had all along,
If I had ONLY not been blind!

Whether “they” think
I am doing the right thing,
am their kind of person.... no longer matters

I am Yours! That’s all that counts!

With a clarity never before encountered,
Enveloped in the safety of Your truth,
Not needing anything else to sustain me.

No longer needing the approval for my existence from others.
Just knowing You and Your acceptance
upholds me,
sustains me
assures me

Unique because YOU are.

Protected, cuddled in the palm of your hand,
Gently caressed with the waves of your love,
Looking forward to a relationship of an accepting Father

 
Free at last (5) The Missing Link

The earthly parents given me,
also lived their pasts.
Repeating the lies given them ,
Living tormented.

It is written the sins of the fathers will be passed onto the fourth generation

Which generation am I?

Jesus came to show us the way, the truth and the light
Can only come through YOU.

How do I know?

Suddenly I know with a certainty,
the sins of my fathers have dropped off me....
Like a ton of bricks,
GONE.....
No more:
YOU CAN’T.
YOU’LL NEVER BE THE...

In You Lord I have my being, my guiding post, my light.
Thank YOU! I PRAISE YOU LORD ALONE

I made YOU wait so long,
Please forgive me.

It wasn’t as if I wasn’t trying.
But there was a missing link.

You finally passed it to me, THREE WEEKS AGO,
when I relented,
gave up and let You be YOU!


Free at Last (6) ONCE I GAVE UP!!

I lie awake at night, in a reverie of your splendour
Praising you, in a delirium of unbelievable incomprehension
of how simple it all is.

Others told me of how simple it is, “to give yourself to the Lord”.
Simple...
NEH, neh, not me!

For me it all had to be complicated.
That seems to be how I’m made or how I think,
Anyway, it’s now OK to be me!

I was blind and unable to find the way,
Tripping over my own thoughts,
the unseen traps.

I needed you to show me!
ONCE I GAVE UP!!


 
Series two after 2 hours of unrestful sleep, further ideas of how to express this all in words

Free at Last (1) Route Forty-three

I read it took them FORTY YEARS to reach God’s Promised Land,
YET it could have taken 10 DAYS without.....
Doubting ... yet fed by God, all needs supplied,
Unthankful
Dissatisfied, squabbling ......
about water or anything negative,
Disrespecting God’s orders– they followed other gods, melting Gold
Jealousy and more of all the human weaknesses we all have.

Neither knowing the way nor listening
Wanting to return to Egypt, they did not face the directional path God had given them
Of all that came from servitude, bondage,
One stepped over the Jordan into God’s express wish for them all.

Unbelievable! Astonishing!
Going around the mountain 40 years ? How is THAT possible?


In the Wilderness
My route has taken FORTY-THREE.

Joyce said the other day, you can’t praise Him on the mountains,
unless you go through the Wilderness.
HOW TRUE!!
I praise YOU and ADORE YOU AND NEVER WANT TO CEASE WONDERING AT YOUR MAJESTY!
Amen.


A CERTAIN URGENCY CREEPS OVER ME TO TRY TO FIND THE RIGHT WORDS, EXPRESS THE FEELING SLITHERING THROUGH MY HEAD, KEEPING ME AWAKE, DESPITE MY NEED FOR REST. A KIND OF MADNESS. DRIVEN, TO FIND THE RIGHT WORDS. PUT DOWN THE WORDS SCURRYING THROUGH MY HEAD, I LIE THERE THINKING, YES THAT TOO HAS TO BE SAID. I BETTER GET UP AND LET THE IMPS BE PUT ON PAPER, IN CASE I LATER FORGET WHAT THE IDEA WAS.