by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor
The porch swing swayed back and forth … back and forth as I took a few moments to rest from a busy day. Hummingbirds darted about their feeder. A gentle breeze rustled through the day lilies and cooled my sweaty brow.
I closed my eyes and continued to rock. Quiet settled over me, contentment kissed my heart.
Abruptly, a loud roar came racing through the afternoon sky. My eyes opened wide and I sat up straighter. Louder and louder the sound approached. Adrenaline rushed through me and I hurried to the porch’s edge to scan the sky as the roaring sound vibrated through my body.
And there it was.
An F15 fighter jet.
The sound of freedom.
My home sits in a hollar of the Blue Ridge Mountains, along the direct path of military training for our air force. The jets fly over us often, usually in sets of three, their roar dispelling the peace of our mountains, yet their roar ensuring the peace of our mountains — our home, our country.
Our freedoms come with a great price.
The contrast of the powerful jets against the gentle, rolling slopes echoes the disparity between good and evil, enslaved and free — the sound shocking, yet reassuring.
As the fighter jets thunder across our mountaintops, I’m consumed with thoughts of the roar escaping from our mighty Lion of Judah — the bearer of our freedoms, our protector from the enemy. His roar sends shock waves through the hearts of His people when He rides on the wings of the wind to come to our aid.I'm consumed with thoughts of the roar escaping from our mighty Lion of Judah -- the bearer of our #freedoms. @NanJonesAuthor #LionOfJudah Click To Tweet
Consider this: the heavens shook with His power when, upon the cross, Jesus cried out with a loud voice and yielded up His Spirit — for us. “Then behold, the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom; and the earth quaked, and the rocks were split, and the graves were opened …” ~ Matthew 27:51-52
Why did He die for us?
Why did the powerful roar of our Lion of Judah shake the earth upon His death?
To break the chains and set the captives free — chains of despair, fear, sorrow … the chains of sin that separate us from a Holy God.
Sometimes freedom sounds like an F15 fighter jet, but always, our freedom rides on the sounding of the roar of our mighty Lion of Judah thundering in its descent from the highest heavens.
Can you hear it? Can you you hear the sound of freedom echoing swift across the mountains in your life?
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