Free Indeed

Once upon a time, my little brother, who was 10 at the time, decided that he had had enough and he yelled to my parents that he was going to run away. He said that he was tired of the way that my parents were parenting me. I still don’t get it…

As he was getting his stuff together, I tried to reason with him, “Isaac, it’s at least a thousand degrees out there, you’ll never make it.”

To which, Isaac pointed a finger in the air and said very loudly back to me, “FREEDOM!” And I couldn’t make any logical points against that, so I let him go on his way.

Whether you and I want to admit it or not, you and I are a lot like 10 year old Isaac. You and I want freedom.

But, I think the issue with you and I is that we have a tendency to think that we are already free… We think freedom is doing whatever we want… We think that Jesus is really just trying to take away our freedom by making us follow a bunch of rules…
So we do exactly what these men do and we argue with God that we are okay, that we don’t need rules, and we think that we are already free. But that’s not freedom.

We are slaves to sin. It’s why sometimes it seems impossible to say no to sin. It’s actually why we even sin in the first place. But we like to think more highly of ourselves than is real, and we say things like, “I’ve never been enslaved to anyone.”

But the truth is, no one walks into prison, gets shackled to the floor and cuffed together, and then calls themselves free… We actually call those thoughts crazy… But that’s exactly our problem.

You and I want freedom from the slavery we are in… Deep down, you and I get a sense that verse 35 is true: The slave does not remain in the house forever; the son remains forever. You and I long to be adopted into a new family where we are no longer slaves, but sons and daughters.

Here’s the good news: God offers it absolutely, completely here in John 8.