I really am different. I am not sure I understand how one reprove of the Holy Spirit could change my inner self so much, but I have not been the same since that moment. I was open to receive it and very unwalled when it happened because of church that morning, but this is extreme. I finally put words to it today. It is like I am confident in who I am suddenly. That sounds bizarre from Miss Outspoken, but this is different. What I wrote the other night and said on Terry’s machine too, is true: I am not the same Christian I was. I feel it inside me as I speak to others. Everything is different. If people could see this, see inside, they would understand why the truth is the only thing that sets you free. Even though none of this makes logical sense to me, I understand what is happening. I know who I am in Christ. I have for a long time, but I think with the change last week came a challenge to my spirit. Did I really KNOW it? And if so, shouldn’t it be more evident. None of that was conscious thought—just underlying, but now I can look at it and see what happened—at least a bit.

The truth sets you free. Period. There is no other road to freedom. There is no one but Jesus by the power of the Holy Spirit who can do it. There are a million substitutes and they are all lame and disappoint. There is one answer I don’t care if that is not politically correct. I don’t care what people say—I can’t. The Creator of everything has more of a say in my life.

The truth sets you free. Always.