I paused and opened my Bible, sat it on my knees, and smoothed out the worn pages with my hands. When I looked up, Sarah looked at me intently.
You know Him as Lord and Savior, but you have not allowed Him access into this part of your personal life. It has become a kind of prison, that keeps you like a prisoner within your own kind of personal bondage."
“Dear Lord Jesus, you have saved me and have given me new hope for my life. Lord, I hurt so very inside yet. Please take this hurtful burden from me." She wiped tears from her face with a Kleenex, and continued, "I seek Your deep inner soul rest…peace for my soul. I set this burden down, by faith, and ask You to release me from the anguish of my awful past.”
A ray of late afternoon sun seemed to reach in through the window to kiss the wall and brighten the room with hope. A new beginning for Sarah was not to be without its challenges, but begin she would. A new release within had given her renewed hope, peace, and as she thought with a smile, the prison cell door is open and I am free.
* It is noted that photos of a variety different young women were portrayed in this article to give a reflective view of just how many youth struggle with the burden of When your Past is a Prison.