For a long time, I thought my past defined me. Every mistake. Every heartbreak. Every decision. Every valley. But I’v learned that my journey was never meant to keep me in shackles. It was meant to shape me. To teach me. To prepare me for something better.

Jesus doesn’t see my past as chains- He sees it as testimony. Every storm I walked through became a chapter in the story He’s writing through me. Every scar is proof of His healing power.

The enemy wants me stuck in shame. But Jesus calls me into freedom. He whispers: “You are forgiven. You are chosen. You are mine” So I will continue to walk forward- not as someone bound, but as someone free. Not chained to who I was, but crowned in who He’s called me to be.

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