What is my life? Most importantly it’s not my own. I’ve been bought with a great price. I am, as Winkie Pratney once wrote, “Free As A Slave”. I slave only does what his master tell him to do.
So what am I clinging to? The things “I possess” don’t belong to me. My time, talents, and treasures are on loan from my father.
It’s time to let go.
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