Freedom by Issac Keene

How free is the butterfly who does not spread its wings?
How free is the instrument if no one plays its strings?
How free is the giant ship when moored upon dry land?
How free is the ostrich whose head is in the sand?
How free is the bird once loosed, his cage now out of sight?… If the foolish avian refused to take flight?

Though I’ve said, “I’m free in Christ,” to walk by faith, I’ve failed. And though my chains have been untied, my boat has never sailed.

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