Free...I Think...

Jesus replied, “Very truly I tell you, everyone who sins is a slave to sin.  Now a slave has no permanent place in the family, but a son belongs to it forever.  So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. (John 8:34-36)

Free indeed.

It sounds beautiful. It sounds like a prison door releasing because innocence drove it open.

It sounds like the last bell on the last day before the first day of summer.

It sounds like the applause of the gathered crowd as man and wife emerge before their eyes.

It sounds beautiful.

It sounds like heaven.

But when are we free? Is this Jesus' promise to hang on till death and THEN things will be wonderful, poetic even? Or is he inviting people to stand near the Son because in a moment He will fling them loose to run in His Kingdom.

Is it either/or? Or is it both/and?

If it is both/and, can we prove it? Can we show anyone with our lives that freedom is not a fairy tale myth for graham-cracker laden toddlers in church basements but instead is the anchor in the warp and woof of the lives of those who have been shattered enough to disbelieve the fairy tales?

Are we truly, really, deeply and madly free in Jesus Christ to live the life He lived?

If so, why aren't we? When this comes, what will the world look like?

Perhaps above all the questions: Is the pain of imprisonment not yet greater than the fear of freedom?

Come Lord Jesus, hear our prayer. Set us free and let us live like our chains are indeed gone.