Chained

I find myself envisioning a calmness that rests inside of me. The vision is way too deep to experience in my sleep. I have this thought mid-day as I travel from point A to point B. I find myself floating on a boat in the middle of the sea; the only light is the moon reflecting off the ocean. The highs and lows of my drive are smooth as the boat rocks from left to right.

Silence appears, rocking stops, and a voice cries out.

The compassion builds, and my heart starts to sink. I remember this place that resides inside me—the will, the power, and strength that interlocked with my destiny.

I heard cries from beneath the sea, the sudden urge to do something as women's voices cried out beneath the weighted water.

Without hesitation, I jumped out of the boat into the water. The liquid consumed me, and I felt my body sink. . Down I went until I couldn't see what lay before me.

At that moment, my eyes focused, and I could see the beauty within five feet of all the broken women thrown out to captivity. I felt so lifeless like I could do nothing, but I knew something had to be done.

Stoic was the image, the heart of stone, frozen in the position they started in. I noticed the chains that wrapped their hands and feet. Bond by the earth is where they found their peace. I began to pull and tug, and nothing would break. I found myself gasping for air to breathe. I floated up until my body felt the light from the moon……

I pulled myself back into the boat.

I sat there and started to pray for God to help me, help them. God help me help them! I resorted to prayer because, at that moment, that was all I could do. My silent mumble of scriptures turned into a chanting deep in prayer.

Without a thought, I spoke courageously about my testimony—proof of what God had done for me. I sat still as the boat began to rock again, and that's when I noticed chains appeared to float, and I could see them rise slowly to the top. Truth has freed them, and they will no longer be imprisoned by the unseen. God's glory was unveiled, purely visible for everyone to see.

The vision faded as it always does, but the drive will never die. I will speak my truth and set women free until I die.

Your testimony is designed to set you free from shame and guilt. The more you speak your truth, the less strength it will have over you.