"The God of gods—it’s God!—speaks out, shouts, “Earth!”
welcomes the sun in the east,
farewells the disappearing sun in the west.
From the dazzle of Zion,
God blazes into view.
Our God makes His entrance,
He’s not shy in His coming.
Starbursts of fireworks precede Him.(50:1-2)
They could be seen up and down the river, bursting through the darkness, flying high over the tops of the trees, as I sat in the car listening to worship music. It seemed a fitting way to end my day before heading down our drive into the little valley we call home.
I wondered who it was that thought fireworks would be such a fitting way to celebrate our countries freedom. How just a bit a sparkle and booms is able to bring about a whole country in celebration for our freedom. Our freedom bought at the cost of great sacrifices by men and women, their families, yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
Freedom.
It is a gift I have never lived without in this place called the USofA. I have lived without it in the spiritual sense while I walked outside the covenant with my ABBA.
Living in a place of darkness, tethered to the bands of sin, trying to find my way, to have the Godvoid filled within.
And just like the fireworks over the treetops, His Glory caught my eye. Caught up my heart, my soul, my mind.
Our ABBA.
"From the dazzle of Zion,
God blazes into view.
Our God makes His entrance,
He’s not shy in His coming.
Starbursts of fireworks precede Him."
I am praying for all to know The Freedom of living intimately with our ABBA. The Freedom bought at the cost of His only begotten Son.
There is no greater gift. No greater way to live our lives. Freedom in Him.
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