Going

Harriet Tubman, the great warrior of the Underground Railroad, is quoted as saying, “If you hear the dogs, keep going.  If you see the torches in the woods, keep going.  If there’s shouting after you, keep going.  Don’t ever stop.  Keep going.  If you want a taste of freedom, keep going.”

That is an attitude that someone like me, who has never known anything but freedom, cannot possibly fathom.  It’s why I rarely give thanks to God for air.  I’m too close.  I don’t see it.  Unless I deliberately determine to acknowledge it, I will take it for granted.

I’ve been a Christian for more than 40 years now.  I am free in Jesus (Galatians 5:13).  I will never not be free.  Yes, sin still has its moments.  “But if I am doing the very thing I do not want, I am no longer the one doing it, but sin which dwells in me” (Romans 7:20).  An apostle wrote that.  I do not hesitate to admit, that’s me on some days, too.  But freedom in Jesus means I have relief.  As long as I “walk in the light,” He forgives me of my occasional missteps (1 John 1:7).

My heart breaks for those who feel enslaved by sin still.  They may be so trapped, they feel there is no hope at all for them.  But there is always hope.  You just have to refuse to accept defeat.  Freedom is there, on the other side of faith.  The most hardened sinners in Corinth (and history tells us, that is no small boast) found their way to freedom (1 Corinthians 6:9-11). I’m sure it wasn’t easy.  It couldn’t have been.  But they kept going.

Freedom can be yours, too.  Just keep going.