Reflective Thoughts by Chandra Adams

Last Thursday I was invited to bring the message for Sunday morning's worship services at a Central Texas Women's Prison. It was short notice, but an invitation I gave no hesitation too. It was an answer to prayer. While I frequent prisons to deliver intense advances, based on the book Captivating  by Stasi & John Eldredge, I had just shared with my team my desire to get in front of women who might not, otherwise commit to attending our 2-3 day events. With a road trip home the next day in front of me, it left only one day to put together a message before getting back on the road to return, I had my work cut out for me, or so I thought. The theme proved easy enough. Freedom! After all, I would be speaking on July 1st. A quick google search (don't hate, it's just technology's improvement to the concordance) of the word Freedom immediately turned up Isaiah 61:1 The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, because the Lord has anointed me to proclaim good news t...

Last spring I started out on an early morning walk my thoughts drifted from myself to everything around me. The air was crisp, waking my aching body, and the sun greeted me with a warm touch. It wasn't long before I heard and recognized an unfamiliar sound, the sound of a military helicopter approaching. It was loud, but comforting. Then another, even closer. These were the unmistakable sounds of our nation’s finest doing their job, defending our freedom. While I met my morning in a leisurely fashion, others were working hard at keeping me safe. The sound was reassuring, yet brought conviction. Like so many others, I had been guilty of taking my freedom for granted. No shame or fault finding, simply my truth. It’s easy to do, when you are safely removed from the everyday sounds of war and safety. Far from my city life and Texas home, I was hearing the sounds of everyday life on base.  I couldn’t help but reflect on my safety. I could walk the streets and choose how my da...