The Redeemed

Written by: Anna Bryant Pulsing beats course through my body.  My mind still quiet as midnight.  The world unconscious to these brave few who face the day before the waking of dawn.  Preparing themselves to slay the dragons of the day.  Sleep is left like a ghost in the bed which they left only with the body heat of what had been.  Music assisting with the morning drive to push forward.  To focus.  My heart begins to race along with the speed of your feet drumming the ground.  The first mountain of the day, complaining muscles just encourage us to continue on.   The adventure of the day has started...  

By: Anna Bryant     This world was not what people said It is exaggerated , stretched , or faded .  What is the fear of being real?   So many choose to be plastic or copies of another.  They fall into the mold by trying to break it.  All such imitation are the shimmer of the truth. Of what is real...   The children are the ones without false actions. They show us the true freedom.  Giving us hope to have that same unbroken trust.  We make life sterile due to a pointed fear.   With no chance taken, no life is lived.  Creativity cannot be birthed without stepping out of fear and into something new.  Will you dare to gaze at the new....

This is a week to remember our freedom, our freedom in christ. "It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery"                                       Galatians 5:1