Chains, we don't see them hanging off our soul, but we do see evidence of them. Chains come several varied in the forms; unforgiveness, greed, addiction, the list, long and varied.

My son Michael sent me a beautiful poem he wrote to today reflecting on chains and where in this world we can find freedom from them.

Chains

Chains, chains I find myself bound.

I have walked down a path where there’s no way I could be found.

I am surrounded by lies where freedom is hidden in disguise.

So my heart cries as it’s tried to find the prize but left empty handed.

Because I looked not to the heavens but to the earth and its sky.

Oh chains, chains, you hold me from freedom.

I looked to the world for answers and what I walked away with has acted more like cancer

It started with a taste of what they claimed was freedom,

Now my life is surrounded with voices, I can’t silence the demons.

So it’s for this reason I am calling out the world of the highest level of treason.

You have stolen my freedom!

So now I turn my head from this world’s wisdom and look upon a different kingdom.

There’s a God who says “Come to me and I will make you without blemish or stains,

Bring your burdens, your disgrace and the things keeps you shackled and I will break your chains.”

He tells me to lift my head because I now have a reason, call on my name and I will silence all the demons.

Come to me child and I will give you your freedom.

By Michael Abram Dyck, June 2017