Freedom

There is no freedom without discipline.  —  E.Stanley Jones

Freedom is not the right to do whatever you want: it is the power to do as you ought.  —  Bill Gothard

A person is not much good until he is harnessed to teamwork and disciplined to guidance.  God trains a man so that the man can run free.  —  Charles T. Jones

I have sworn upon the altar of God, eternal hostility against every form of tyrany over the mind of man.  —  Thomas Jefferson

The power to finish ourselves or to finish ourselves off.  —  Earl Nightingale

Liberty is not, as some present-day protectors seem to think, the right to overrun the rights of others.  —  J. Edgar Hoover

All life is making choices and choices make destiny. I become what I choose. The law of choice is the same as the law of faith. What I take takes me.”  —  Polston, Living Without Losing, p. 49

It is the very nature of sin that the slave thinks he is free.

It is not until we feel Christ’s liberating love that we see the shackles that bind us.

Freedom is limited by:
1. Sovereignty of God
2. Our ability
3. Rights of others
4.Things agreed to do
5. Authority of parents and others

The first freedom is freedom from sin.  —  Martin Luther

No man has the right to do as he pleases, except when he pleases to do right.

Risk

To laugh, is to risk appearing the fool.
To weep, is to risk being called sentimental.
To reach out to another, is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings, is to risk showing your true self.
To place your ideas and your dreams before the crowd, is to risk being called naive.
To love, is to risk not being loved in return.
To live, is to risk dying.
To hope, is to risk despair.
And to try, is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken, because the greatest risk in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing, and becomes nothing!
He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply can not learn, and feel, and change,
and grow, and love, and live.
Chained by his certitudes he is a slave, he’s forfeited his freedom.
Only the person who risks is truly free!
— Anonymous

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WHAT IS DEATH?
What is death? Oh! What is death?

‘Tis the snapping of the chain—
‘Tis the breaking of the bowl—
‘Tis relief from ev’ry pain—
‘Tis freedom to the soul—
‘Tis the setting of the sun
To rise again tomorrow,
A brighter course to run,
Nor sink again to sorrow.
Such is death! Yes, such is death!

What is death? Oh! What is death?
‘Tis slumber to the weary—
‘Tis rest to the forlorn—
‘Tis shelter to the dreary—
‘Tis peace amid the storm—
‘Tis the entrance to our home
‘Tis the passage to that God
Who bids His children come,
When their weary course is trod.
Such is death! Yes, such is death!
–Anonymous

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I’m Free
Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free

I’m following the path God laid for me
I took His hand when I heard Him call
I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to work or play
Tasks left undone must stay that way
I found that peace at the close of the day.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief
Lift up your heart and share with me
God wanted me now, He set me free.

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A Dieu And Au Revoir
As you love me, let there be
No mourning when I go,–
No tearful eyes,
No hopeless sighs,
No woe,–nor even sadness!
Indeed I would not have you sad,
For I myself shall be full glad,
With the high triumphant gladness
Of a soul made free
Of God’s sweet liberty.

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–No windows darkened;
For my own
Will be flung wide, as ne’er before,
To catch the radiant in-pour
Of Love that shall in full atone
For all the ills that I have done;
And the good things left undone;
–No voices hushed;
My own, full-flushed
With an immortal hope, will rise
In ecstasies of new-born bliss
And joyful bodies.

Rather, of your sweet courtesy
Rejoice with me
At my soul\s loosing from captivity.
Wish me “Bon voyage!”
As you do a friend
Whose joyous visit finds its happy end.
And bid me both “A Dieu!”
And “Au revoir!”

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The Final Flight
Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free,

I’m following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard his call,
I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I’ve found that peace at the end of the day.

If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah, yes, these things too I will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My Life’s been full, I savoured much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one’ touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.
— Anonymous

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MORE THAN CONQUERORS
“Tis finished, ‘tis done, the spirit is fled;

The pris’ner is gone, the Christian is dead;
The Christian is living, through Jesus’ love,
And gladly receiving a kingdom above.

All honor and praise are Jesus’ due:
Supported by grace he fought his way through;
Triumphantly glorious through Jesus’ zeal,
And more that victorious o’er sin, death, and hell.

Then let us record the conquering name;
Our Captain and Lord with shoutings proclaim;
Who trust in his passion, and follow Our Head,
To certain salvation we all shall be led.

O Jesus! Lead on thy militant care;
And give us the crown of righteousness there,
Where, dazzled with glory, the seraphim gaze,
Or prostrate adore thee, in silence of praise.

Come, Lord, and display thy sign in the sky,
And bear us away to mansions on high:
The kingdom be given, the purchase divine,
And crown us in heaven eternally thine.