It is difficult to image the divine providence at work when I gained my personal freedom from an unjust oppression and imprisonment. Freedom coming on the same day as a great nation celebrated its own journey to freedom and injustice. True, it can be dismissed as a twist of fate, some unplanned coincidence. Then again could it be something else at work?
As I write this, I reflect on the gaps between what is lawful and what is just. All oppressors and tyrants use the “law” to “lawfully” imprison, to take property and even lawfully murder when it suits those in power. When you live this experience, you quickly learn not to confuse a lawful arrest or imprisonment with a just one. But I am digressing, and that is not the purpose of this first short intro. This is solely to announce to posterity that July 4th, 2018 will mark 10 years since my freedom. A July day that marked the end of my 12-year 6-month journey through a physical and personal hell.
God! ItsME! Michael and this is my story. A story You know only too well Lord, and like all Your living creation I have more questions in this story than I have answers.