Rev’rently and meekly now

Let thy head most humbly bow.

Think of me, thou ransomed one;

Think what I for thee have done.

With my blood that dripped like rain,

Sweat in agony of pain,

With my body on the tree

I have ransomed even thee.

The Spirit invited me to consider the word “ransomed” as an adjective. A current, present description of myself. I am ransomed. Already saved. The price has been paid. It’s not a future label, it’s a label I can claim today, now, here. If I were in bondage and I were ransomed, all I would need to do is gratefully walk away from my captivity. Free.

It seems a simple concept and yet when the Spirit sends a message to my soul, it’s different.

I thought of that experience as I read this post from Chris (who recently shared his conversion story):