For, brethren, ye have been called unto liberty; only use not liberty for an occasion to the flesh, but by love serve one another.
now the yoke of bondage is broken asunder by the Spirit of God, and mastery given over the flesh that we are now no longer subject to anything but the Anointed One who freed us. In Christ death is slain, fear scattered by faith, wickedness trampled under righteousness, darkness blotted out in light, falsity exposed by truth, hatred for evil and love for all. We now shall live as slaves to freedom, having no desire but to do that which is perfect. How can we complain that the world suffers strife when we allow it to, and on the contrary how can we go on as if this is how life simply ought to be. An endless cycle of the Ouroboros devouring its own tail is how nature has been set in motion, but it’s Creator is greater; being above all and through all making the impossible possible. There is indeed a greater call issued forth than what has been portrayed… nothing shall exceed the splendor of perfect love and the freedom therein. What more desire should we have? Why should we desire anything less?