Ever feel like a lion, ready to roam free, explore, hunt for food, lay in the tall grasses soaking in the sun’s warmth, only to discover you are caged at the zoo?
That was me. No one told me to crawl into my religious cage, but I chose to go there thinking it was the right thing to do. Once inside, I felt the stares of visitors holding binoculars, eying my every move. I lost my strength. Hoping bystanders would move on to the next exhibit, I remained perfectly still. In my desperate attempt to be godly, I lost my zeal. Part of this happened as a result of having responsibilities. Bills. Managing my home, my kids and my marriage. I thought I needed to grow up and act mature. A part of me has died in the process.
My personality.
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I LOVED THIS!
I left this comment over at Laced With Grace:
Tiffany,
Absolutely beautiful and so poignant! I knew it would be a breath of fresh air to come and read your words today.
I have been that lion…but NO MORE! I have walked out of the cage!
You so right about the “religious spirit”….so many of us have been bound by it. The picture of this devotional is so PERFECT. Think about it…who indwells us? “The LION of Judah”. He lives His life through us. So in reality the religion cages HIM in us making life becomes about us and what we do or don’t do.. Amazing analogy!
Loved this!
Hugs,
Julie
I really enjoyed this, great devotion.
I too commented at Laced for Grace but wanted to drop you a line here too, this post really touched me
So interesting. I am just getting to this on Sunday late afternoon. I went and spent the whole weekend on a spiritual writers retreat with some of my peers whom I highly respect. It was a wonderful time of spritual refreshment,insight, and fellowship.
Every one of us heard specific instructions from the Lord and it was refreshing to get out of the cage and onto the mountaintop to enjoy what God had to show us from His view.
Hugs,
Paulette