Five Minute Friday: Free

Five Minute Friday: Free July 17, 2015


I kneel down, right down in the grassy margin between the church’s foundation and the sidewalk, the sounds of a hundred people scratching their way along the asphalt street ten feet away fading from my ears. Putting my forehead on the grass, I feel the dew cool on my skin.

“If You want to, Lord, You can make me free.”

There is no reply. I am not surprised. Who am I, that my Lord would make such an exception?

My freedom lies elsewhere.


Come join the fun!Feel free to join me in the NEW Five Minute Friday at Kate Motaung’s place. (General details here.) You can find a bunch of folks who have managed to sit still long enough to scavenge something from the unruly hoard of thoughts. No judging allowed.

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  • denise

    bless you dear.

  • Hi Cynthia, I’m visiting your post from Five Minute Friday. I know what it feels like to be in a place of praying to God and longing for him to free you, longing to see him break through in a situation and feeling like there’s no reply. It’s so hard to wait and keep hoping, but while it took a long time for me, I know a greater freedom now than I’d ever have thought possible. I just want to encourage you not to give up. You ask “who am I”- you are God’s child, made in his image and he loves you and is for you even when it doesn’t feel like it. Praying for you today.