A war movie is an apt metaphor for life because we’re all prisoners of war. Everyone of us, from the rich and famous to the homeless person sleeping in a doorway. We are born in bondage to sin. There is no other identity. We can thank our first parents for that. They threw us under the bus when they chose to disobey God and eat of the forbidden fruit. Ever since that day all of us are born broken, needy and rebellious.
The bible calls it bondage to sin, Satan and the wrath of God. The trio of horror, except we don’t recognize it as such. We think it’s normal. We have no other reality to compare it to.
Self exacts a gravity that pulls us deeper and deeper into itself. We are the compass we live our lives by. The darkness is light to us. Selfish behavior is the stuff of life. The only god that rules is ourselves.
But God. He has redeemed us.
He’s pulled us out of our misery.
Sin no longer has dominion over us.
Satan’s slavery is broken.
We’re free from the wrath of God.
Jesus paid the price for our freedom.
He has given us his nature.
We live our lives in His light now.
Hallelujah!
Talk to me.