THANKFUL: I Am Now a Slave to Righteousness

Romans 6:16, 22

16 Don’t you know that when you offer yourselves to someone as obedient slaves, you are slaves of the one you obey—whether you are slaves to sin, which leads to death, or to obedience, which leads to righteousness?…22 But now that you have been set free from sin and have become slaves of God, the benefit you reap leads to holiness, and the result is eternal life.

A few years ago, I had a drchainedhandseam. I dreamt I was a slave.

In the dream (set in the 1700—1800’s), the master was looking for me. I could sense that he was about to rape me. So, I ran down stairs! I had planned to escape once I got downstairs, but the “master” was right behind me. As I stood at the bottom of the stairs, I could see the front door, which was a screen door. Through the screen door, I saw nothing but pretty water, greenery, and sunshine.

But the door was locked. I couldn’t get free!

Then I turned around and saw the slave master standing behind me and I anticipated he was going to rape me so I screamed “Don’t!”

And I woke up. It terrified me.

Even recalling it now sends chills up my spine.

Looking back, that dream symbolized a lot of things going on with me at the time. Perhaps even now, many of you reading this may be able to relate. Why? You recognize 2 things:

  • At some point or another, all of us were slaves to a master of some kind; maybe several.
  • Whatever we submitted to, often became the domineering source in our life which made us…slave.

 

Something and perhaps someone, at some point was your master. You obeyed. You did what you were told. You responded a certain way. You behaved a certain way. You did things when you didn’t  want to (but yet something made you feel like you had to), yet you didn’t  know how to say no. You didn’t  know that  you could. Maybe you thought it was something you had to live with for the rest of your life.

For me  – my masters were my own foolishness, disobedience, giving in to deception and being enslaved by my passions and pleasures (Titus 3:3-7).

I didn’t say no. I thought I couldn’t  live without my masters.

As Titus goes on to describe, I lived in malice and envy – hating people. (Don’t know if I was hated though ☺)  However, when the kindness and love of my God and Savior appeared, he saved me. It wasn’t  because of righteous things I had done, but because of his mercy.

    • My foolishness resulted in purposely putting myself in dangerous situations where I didn’t know if I would be safe and secure.
    • My disobedience resulted in me purposely ignoring God to pursue my own agenda.
    • Me believing the lies of the enemy about my value resulted in me pursuing all sorts of relationships and activities while also compromising my worth.

I didn’t  reap any Godly benefits while a slave to my sin. Nothing I was doing was leading to holiness and eternal life. NOTHING.

My ungodly passions and pleasures kept me in bondage for years, yet I didn’t  want to let them go because I liked the way they made me feel. Those passions and pleasures made me temporarily forget that I had deeper issues (that I didn’t want to confront), yet I found myself after those passions and pleasures passed – still very empty and broken.

Years ago, when I had that dream about being a slave –  I had just rededicated my life to Christ and was baptized. I felt so free. My thought process was being adjusted and I could sense that I was spiritually maturing in a way that I had never known. I wanted people to begin to experience the feeling that I had just found—that joy.

But right after that dream, I shared it with a trustworthy person at the time. She had news for me.

She said that dream was the enemy’s way of telling me he wanted me and that I would never be free from the issues I had. I was to be his slave. He wanted me and planned to keep me by any means necessary.

That pretty greenery I was seeing through the screen door represented my life once I was no longer under his control. She then told me to war and to tell the devil that I had a new master – and his name was Jesus.

I did just that and haven’t looked back since. Why would I?  I found a love and He was too good!

He loved me for who I was…He was the one who made me and forgave me.

Beloved, as you reflect this week and even on this month, remember to be thankful for the Lord setting you free from whatever has you enslaved.

John 8:36 says it best:  So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.

Forever in HIS freedom,
Katrina

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More Than Conquerors

morethanconquerorsShe was excited to bring in the New Year with her cousins. It was the first time she had spent a holiday without her mom and although she was a little nervous about it she knew she would have a great time.

They planned their own little New Year’s party with plenty of snacks, sparkling grape juice, streamers, and noise makers to celebrate. They all counted down and cheered loudly at midnight. Loud music, sweets galore, and dancing the night away. She had a blast!

Around 2:00am she fell asleep along with everyone else. But someone was watching her, silently waiting in the background.

Sticky hot breath hovered over her ear and she woke instantly. She felt slimy drops of sweat sink into her cheek, fear paralyzed her.

I was in third grade and he had just graduated high school. My life would never be the same again.

It took years for me to overcome this hurdle in this Christian marathon I call my life. My heart had to be conditioned, just as a runner has to condition her body to physically prepare for the race.

That terrible incident continued to torture me throughout my childhood and followed me into my adult years. Flashes of that night constantly harassed me. Sounds and smells sometimes triggered the unspeakable images of that awful night. Those disgusting memories even pursued me in my sleep and tormented my dreams.

I became tired of being a prisoner of rape. It wasn’t enough that my innocence was brutally stolen from me but now I was being held captive by it and reliving it over and over again. I sought help from the only one who has the power to free me forever – my GOD.

Have you ever read about Tamar? Tamar was King David’s daughter, (David as in David and Goliath). She was raped by her stepbrother (King David’s son) – read 2 Samuel 13. She had a story similar to my story, someone in her family, someone she loved and trusted betrayed her with such disgrace.

In 2 Samuel 13:20 the verse ends by saying that Tamar lived in her brother’s house, a desolate woman. A desolate woman! She was a princess for crying out loud and she lived the rest of her days hiding out in her brother’s house a desolate woman?!

I determined in my heart that I would conquer rape and rape would NOT conquer me. The Bible agrees in Romans 8:37 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.

Because of Christ’s love and because He already conquered the world, He made us MORE than conquerors! You are MORE than a conqueror!

Let’s pray…

Lord, King of kings, I thank you for everything you are doing in my life. I am forever grateful for the life of your son Jesus Christ. You are all powerful o mighty God! I ask that you strengthen me today. Free me from this prison. I know that situation was not my fault. Guilt is a trick from the enemy. It is not Your will for me to be a desolate woman. You are my Father, my King, which makes me your daughter, the princess, more than a conqueror. Thank you for revealing to me that I am more than a conqueror. From this day forward I will no long live like a prisoner but like a princess, who has been freed and because of the love of my Lord I am able to be more than a conqueror. I love you forever and always. Amen.