Freedom to Go

My dad was in my dream last night. I am not sure what the dream was about but I did see him park his car and get out of his car. Prior to his stroke, my dad loved to drive places. He enjoyed being on the road. My dad’s jobs required traveling and he would call me from the road all the time.

When I  was a child, we never flew anywhere. We would make annual trips as a family from Arizona to Michigan or Arizona to Florida. In case you aren’t familiar with the distance between those states, that’s three long days on the road. Surprisingly, my brothers and I never killed one another on these vacations…but I do remember my dad threatening, on many occasions, to put one or all of us in the trunk if the bickering in the backseat did not stop.

Driving is more than likely a freedom my dad will never experience again. The freedom to simply get out of bed in the morning and go some place.  I don’t think I fully recognized this as a gift until I watched it not be a part of my dad’s routine anymore.

This morning, if you were able to get out of bed, dress yourself, make yourself breakfast, climb into your car and go someplace…even a not-so-great job…that’s a beautiful gift. I don’t ever want to take this freedom for granted again.

The freedom to get up and go made me think of one of my favorite scenes from Shawshank Redemption this morning. The taste of freedom fills us with hope.  We all need to taste this gift.

I read this verse in Lamentations again this morning too.

The thought of my suffering and homelessness
    is bitter beyond words.
I will never forget this awful time,
    as I grieve over my loss.
Yet I still dare to hope
    when I remember this:

The faithful love of the Lord never ends!
    His mercies never cease.
Great is his faithfulness;
    his mercies begin afresh each morning.
I say to myself, “The Lord is my inheritance;
    therefore, I will hope in him!”  (Lamentations 3: 19-24)

I love the hope we have in Christ. I love the reminder today that regardless of the trials, the limitations, and the suffering we experience in this life…our inheritance is complete and everlasting freedom.

“Yet I still dare to hope…”  Those are some of the most beautiful words in Scripture.


8 thoughts on “Freedom to Go

  1. bill (cycleguy)

    I was talking with someone just yesterday about hope. without it we have no reason to go on. When mom was dying in 2004, I knew I had to let her go. That was hard but knowing she would be with Jesus made it a whole lot easier. The hope in Christ was beyond words.


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