Heal the wound leave the scar

If the scars could speak what would they say? A question that I have been asked but never really thought about too much.  I mean in the moment they would scream help, Im hurting, I need a release.  They would have said that this is barely living. But what would they say now?  Even now Im not quite sure.  They don't speak as loud as they used to.  Now they are silent.  They are a reminder of who I was and how far I have come.  They remind me of His Redeeming Love.  The brokenness that was there is no longer.  They speak of pain that has been erased.  Each scar tells a different story but yet they all end the same.  They tell about the storms in my life but the good thing is that behind every dark cloud there is always a beautiful blue sky.  God was there through it all and now those clouds have gone away and all that is left is a clear blue sky.  The destruction is gone and all that is left is beauty.  So what do the scars say you still ask.  They say that death is gone and now there is life. 

Freedom

I was just thinking as I was washing my truck.. I got my dog a long lead so she can run around the yard and I don't have to hold the leash and she thinks she has complete freedom now and I was wondering how we are when we are given just a little bit more freedom. We we run around as if we have nothing to worry about or do we still stay within our normal lines.  I agree that we do have to go far and beyond but do we turn our back on the One because we have gained freedom?  I have tasted the freedom of this world and that is not freedom. That only creates chains and puts you in bondage.  I have tasted freedom from the One and that is true freedom.  This life is not my own and this freedom that world says is mine is only a lie. Freedom is His and it is ours through Him.