I hate the idea of being bossed around by anyone or anything. I want to be FREE. So Paul’s first two words of Romans stopped me short. Paul: Slave. This hits harsher than the English translation, usually something like “Paul, a bond-servant…”
“Slave” is not how I want to define myself and I’m not alone in the “land of the FREE.”
But I got to thinking about it. How would I feel about being the slave of a Master who…
Adopted me into His royal family
Offered me a share in His kingdom
Forgave me when I blew it
Worked all things for my good
Gave me eternal life
Set me free
Μαῦριος δοῦλος Χριστοῦ Ἰησοῦ.
I’m liking the sound of it.