My Chains Are Gone

I have moved on to my new job as the “Midwest Church Partnership and Development Coordinator” for Christian Library International and have left behind the night cleaning I had since my release from prison.

Last weekend I was cleaning our basement and found an old 8-foot chain. I was going to take it out to garage but instead I just wrapped it around the post leading up the stairs.

Monday the 11th was my first day and as I sat down I heard a strange noise by the steps. When I checked it out I saw that the chain had unraveled and fell on the floor. I think it was God’s way of reminding me that my chains are gone, and I am free.