Following

I'm sitting here looking out my patio window at the clear blue sky, the wind is blowing the trees gently, the grass is turning brown, the firepit is empty. The kids visited, calling this home once again. The grandkids brought this place alive. Harvest is in full swing. The grain truck just drove through the yard, grandpa picking up the lunch.

It is quiet now, very quiet. Yet I can hear the water boiling on the stove now, ready to add the green beans to freeze for a later date. I just searched for and played Justin Upton's song, "Freedom Reigns". I was reading through 2 Corinthians and verse 17 motivated me to find the song. It says "The Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom."

Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. [This is not the same freedom the world gives. This is life - letting God show His glory through us.]

If you're tired, and you are, there is freedom. [I talk to so many women, who are tired - but there is freedom. You can have God's sweet perfume, which smells like life and brings life. ]

Freedom reigns in this place, showers of mercy and grace, falling on every face, there is freedom. [When I fall on my face, the Lord has showered me with mercy and grace.]

Jesus reigns in this place. [He reigns in this quiet home.]

So lift your eyes to Jesus, and find freedom. [Again today I will lift my eyes and say yes to the glory of God.]