I thought I was wild and running free, yet I was actually controlled by my own emotions and constrained by the whims and ways of the world around me. I thought I was uninhibited and unharnessed until I was tamed by the Master, for only in His taming could He show me how restrained I really was. My mind was a victim to the happiness the world said I should or should not feel. My heart was broken by those who had no right to hold it. My emotions were a roller coaster, up one day then plummeting the next. What I thought was freedom was never really free at all.
I was held captive to the laws we all live under unless we surrender to the King, because only in the surrendering are we cleared from the curse. I was a slave but didn’t know I was living in slavery, I was a victim but thought I was victorious, and I was happy because I didn’t know what true joy felt like. But, there came a day when I surrendered to the Lord, like a mustang finally tamed by the Master, and on that day I truly became loose and realized, for the first time, what freedom really was.
For some reason I though that in order to reign in life I had to be in control, but once I released control I began to have true dominion. The moment I became broken before the Lord was when I began to run without a saddle or stirrups weighing me down.
I now know what it means when the scripture says, “where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom” (2 Corinthians 3:17 NIV). The spirit resides in me, beside me and all around me. I do not fear the enemy, I do not worry about the future and I am not ashamed of the past. My God has taken me, tamed me, then set me free.
I am now running wild with the wind towards my calling and nothing in this world can slow me down.