Born into the bowels of poverty; it seemed my life was destined for failure. However, despite living off of government assistance and constantly moving; my corps remained a stable constant. At a very young age, I became a Junior Soldier and Sunbeam. I was the kid that came to every corps program including, but not limited to: mime, timbrels, songsters, and dance. I was a professional Sally girl. I knew all of the Salvation Army terms and proper ways to worship. I would raise my hands when we sang and close my eyes when we prayed. I was a faithful member of my corps; but something was missing.
It wasn’t until I was fourteen, and attended my very first youth councils, that I experienced my first “Jesus high”. A group called the ‘Sons of God’ performed a rap about chains being broken. I closed my eyes and could see all of the visible and invisible chains crippling me: Doubt, Fear, Anxiety, Self-Hatred, and Poverty, just to name a few. At the end of the song, as I sat there and sobbed, the group held up a basket full of chain links. I selected a handful of links and remember walking them up to an illuminant cross. I hung each sin on a different nail and fell to my knees in prayer. 1 Peter 5:7 “Cast all your worries on Him, for He cares for you.”
After years of putting His call on hold, answering, and then hanging up again; I have called Him back! I now spend my days eagerly seeking out His Word and preparing myself to share it with others. As it is sung in the hymn “Amazing Grace”, “My chains are gone, I’ve been set free. My God My Savior has ransomed me!” I am free.