The Help
This book continues to play in my head, and as I was at Costco shopping I had a thought...
The maids who worked for white families were slaves due to the legal and social laws of the land, while the white women in the story were slaves to their social circles. It occurred to me as I was walking the isles of Costco...we are all slaves to something...work, food, drugs, friends, families, social acceptance, money, pride, ego, insecurity, etc...you get the idea.
What are you a slave to?
I know what enslaves me, and I am thankful that the Master of the Universe lives in me. He helps me to break the chains that bind and keep me from the life He wants and desires for me.
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future" (Jeremiah 29:11).
I am a slave to many things as well. What a great reminder of how powerful our God is! For that I am so grateful. :)
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