The Cost and Joy of Freedom

This morning I heard a saying, completely from Hollywood, about a slave.  The white man asked the black slave "what would you do with freedom?"  And even though I'm not going through a life or death situation, divorce and the life thereafter is like freedom in a way.  I am gaining freedom but it's not the type that I wanted or even dreamed of.  You see, I wanted to be married to one man, forever.  Until death do us part.  That idea was shattered  when my husband sat me down one day and stated that he had filed for divorce the day before.  

That's another story.  Today it's been about 6 months and I'm making my way in this world.  I'm having to realize that the freedom I have now is not only what I didn't want, it could also be a blessing in a way.  God's going to take a bad situation and redeem it and me.  He's changed me from the inside out, I am no longer the same woman.