Freedom is defined as the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint. So how then, practically, do we exercise our freedom? If we can act, speak, or think as we want without restraint how do we determine what is good, right, and true.
Micah 6:8 says, “He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.”
To act justly. To love mercy. To walk humbly with your God. That seems to pretty much sum it up. In our country we are so blessed with freedom and relative peace and safety. Yet so many seem to only want to allow freedom to those who appear to be most like themselves. Those who believe the same things, worship the same way, hold the same prioities and ideologies. We seem to have lost sight of justice.
It seems we have forgotten the humble debt we owe to those who sacrificed so much to allow us the gifts we have. It seems we have forgotten to love mercy, to extend a hand of charity to those with nothing, tempest tossed, just looking for a safe place to lay their head and raise their kids.
For Poetry Tea Tuesday:
The New Colossus
By: Emma Lazarus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”