I am Free …




Freedom begins between the ears. ~Edward Abbey


Freedom has its life in the hearts, the actions, the spirit of men and so it must be daily earned and refreshed — else like a flower cut from its life-giving roots, it will wither and die. ~Dwight D. Eisenhower


Nothing is more difficult, and therefore more precious, than to be able to decide. ~Napoleon Bonaparte


We on this continent should never forget that men first crossed the Atlantic not to find soil for their ploughs but to secure liberty for their souls. ~Robert J. McCracken


No one is free when others are oppressed. ~Author Unknown


Men fight for freedom, then they begin to accumulate laws to take it away from themselves. ~Author Unknown


Power is duty; freedom is responsibility. ~Marie Dubsky, Freifrau von Ebner-Eschenbach (1830–1916), translated by Mrs Annis Lee Wister, 1882


Freedom is never free. ~Author Unknown


We seek freedom; we support freedom; we fight for freedom; we die for freedom. Down through the ages men, women, and children long for the freedom to live as they desire; they have fought and died to either gain or protect the freedoms they do have; our souls seek freedom from our bodies that imprison us with pain, disease, shame, solitude, and colors, beliefs, and politics that divide us one from another.

Our greatest mistake is in believing that freedom is earned through the hands and minds of men; nothing could be further from the truth. Paul, imprisoned, wrote letters upon letters from his barred cell about God-given freedoms, responsibilities, all reasons to live in thanks and gratitude; all reasons to align oneself to the Omniscient, Omnipotent, Omnipresent, loving Father-God.

Dear Lord, help me to remember where my freedoms originate and to whom my everlasting thanks and gratitude surely must be thought, treasured, believed, and spoken aloud and through the combined recesses of the mind, body, heart, and soul.


Hymn to Freedom  by Oscar Peterson

When every heart joins every heart and together yearns for liberty,
That’s when we’ll be free.

When every hand joins every hand and together moulds our destiny,
That’s when we’ll be free.

Any hour any day, the time soon will come when men will live in dignity,
That’s when we’ll be free.

When every man joins in our song and together singing harmony,
That’s when we’ll be free.


There’s a Sweet and Blessed Story
Author: Julia H. Johnston  1951

There’s a sweet and blessed story
Of the Christ who came from glory
Just to rescue me from sin and misery;
He in loving-kindness sought me
And from sin and shame hath brought me –
Hallelujah! Jesus ransomed me.


Hallelujah! what a Savior
Who can take a poor, lost sinner,
Lift him from the miry clay and set me free!
I will ever tell the story,
Shouting, “Glory, glory, glory!”
Hallelujah! Jesus lifted me.


From the depth of sin and sadness
To the heights of joy and gladness
Jesus lifted me in mercy full and free;
With His precious blood He bought me,
When I knew Him not He sought me,
And in love divine He ransomed me. [Chorus]


By and by with joy increasing
And with gratitude unceasing,
Lifted up to be with Christ eternally,
I will join the hosts there singing,
In the anthem ever ringing,
To the King of Love who ransomed me. [Chorus]

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s