I feel free. I look out the window, out the door, and see beauty; not worry, not a view from my prison cell, but rich, incredible, glorious beauty.
Today is full of possibilities, just as I've known every day to be. The difference is, though, there's a knew knowing in my soul that tells me I'm free to be part of them. I am free to pick and choose.
I stand here this morning and I see hope. I see possibilities. I see joy. I see life.
The thief (Satan) comes only to steal and kill and destroy;
I (Jesus)have come that they may have life,
and have it to the full.