You know those pesky flies that get trapped in your car while you’re driving, and they just drive you bonkers because no matter how many windows you open, they just won’t leave? Well, I’m more than halfway through my solo road trip from NY to AR… and if you were one of those flies… well, A) you would not be pesky, you’d be company.. and B) you would often hear me squeal… ‘I am literally on my way to be a house mom for women rescued out of the sex trade… RIGHT NOW!!’
And if you were with me on I-70 somewhere in Ohio, you would have heard me have an incredible revelation that moved me from Slave to Free in just an instant. Those who know me well know that I’m a verbal processor. If I haven’t talked it out, I haven’t figured it out. I was talking with one of my World Race Team Mates (shout out to my girl Cathy) and confessing this beautiful peace I have about my financial situation. I committed to a year of service in seeing women set free, without knowing how I am going to make ends meet… and I am at total peace. I was talking like it was no big deal till Cathy stopped me. ….
Cathy was with me, month after month when I would have a 3 day melt down just because I went online and looked at my Sallie Mae account. I often said “I am a slave”. I literally felt like a slave to this debt. It is true that the Bible says ‘the borrower is slave to the lender’ (Proverbs 22:7) and warns us not to get into debt. And boy did I feel it. It was like a chain, locked around my neck limiting my reach. As though I could never be who I was created to be or do what I was created to do because of this weight and chain bolting me to the floor.
As I type that sentence, I remember a vision the Lord gave me at the Thailand debrief. The vision was that we (The Squad) was in a spiritual battle and needed to rush the gates to engage the enemy. But some of us would run out to find that we were chained down and be snapped back. Others would not run because they knew they were chained down. Others would go just to the edge of the chain. Still others thought they were chained, but were not (like an elephant that has been chained so long he no longer tries to leave his area even if the chain is released). I am suddenly realizing that I am like one of those elephants. I had gone to the outer limits of where my imaginary chain would allow me to go, not knowing that I could advance beyond.
In my vision, before we could continue advancing the enemy, we had to go back for our brothers and sisters in chains because we were all needed on the battlefield. We could not afford to loose some because of these chains, real or imagined. We had the power of the Blood of Jesus to break every chain.
I looked at my Sallie Mae account, saw the amount I owed, and believed I was chained down and enslaved by it.
But as I drive these thought filled hours… exclaiming with joy ‘I am literally on my way to be a house mom for women rescued out of the sex trade… RIGHT NOW!!’, there was one important revelation Jesus needed me to understand before I get there.
Though I still owe this debt… I am NOT a slave to it!
I am free!!!
Free to follow Jesus’ every leading and trust Him with my every provision.
And so I joyfully advance, beyond the limits of my debt. Going back for those still in chains… these beautiful women… now free from sexual slavery. I need to help them see that they are free and help them live as free women! Bought with a price, but a price that earns freedom!
“It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery” (Romans 5:1)
“…those who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God. For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by Him we cry ‘Abba Father’ . The Spirit Himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children. If we are children, then we are heirs, heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory” (Romans 8:14-17)
There is so much more I have to share about my journey…. But I need to get back on the road :0)
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