Glorious freedom, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me. Like amazing graze when we do wrong and are fogiven, is freedom such a glorious richness and treasure. Something that we all seem to take for granted but it is so beautiful that we can just live to be free and experience life in all its abundance and glory.Why go about doing the wrong thing and jeopardising your freedom, surely you would rather be doing the right thing than being locked up for doing the worng thing. Free to do what you want within the law that is offcourse, free to go about your business and make a living for yourself. I guess that it is also wonderful to do everything without price or cost, but it is also beautiful to pay for everything that you own with your own hard earned cash. Live life as free as a bird they say, free to do this and free to do that.

As well, nothing worthwhile is cheap and anything worth doing is worth doing well. Your health and your freedom, are two of the most beautiful gifts in the world that God honours you with for doing the right thing by Him. Like old fagan in Charles Dickens Oliver, Food Glorious Food, Freedom Glorious Freedom, In the bank large amounts, you have got to pick a pocket or two. Don't come back empty handed now as he says to his merry band of boys as he sends them out each day to earn their food and keep. Then there is all the worries of your worldly possessions and earthly stored up treasures that you can't take with you, can you? and your vunerable bank accounts to thieves. The birds of the air do not reap or so but your heavenly father feeds them all, not a sparrow falls to the ground without God knowing it. Honest jobs may not pay the best but you have time on your hands when you need it, to do what you want to do when you want to do it if you schedule your hours properly.

I can't imagine being locked up in jail for grand theft or larceny, 40-50 years of the best days of your life gone and wasted. Work hard for your living and work smart, don't be caught in underhanded tactics or fowl play. Freedom is a perfect gift to be treasured above all things. Of course everything has a price but to do it with freedom is doubly nice, a line from another poem of mine called Freedom. The cost of freedom is hard work and the price of money immeasureable, so cherish your freedom and you most loved possession, you can't explore and travel around the world locked up in jail. God bless you in your endeavours to be free, not as free as a bird because they can be locked up cages to for their own safety and protection, but people who are free to love and serve the Lord. God will give you as much as you need, not as much as you want. From God's riches in heaven, free to all believers. Work hard for what you get though. Go if peace to love and serve the Lord. In the name of Christ, Amen.