Sovereign Freedom

Thu, 10/23/2014 - 18:18 -- KMS


Not the sort you find scribed in the antique pages of our American playbook

Not an allowance to speak, to sing, to say what I please

Not the ability to walk outside and know my security



The thing I found through tears and suffering

The knowledge of knowing I am loved beyond compare

The sovereignty of the one who gave His life for me

So that I may have



The liberation of knowing it’s okay to make mistakes

To live a life of unreserved compassion in a word of transgression and anguish

Knowing that one day

One day I will live in true freedom with the one who gave me this gift



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