One of my thoughts/predictions before coming here was that I would struggle with a severe decrease in freedom.  In the U.S.  I call the shots, I decide when and where I will go.  Here it’s different, because of my “situation”, being a single woman, I am limited on where I can go, when I can go, and whether I can go alone.

Freedom is being redefined for me.  Maybe ultimate freedom is not calling the shots.  Maybe freedom comes from within no matter what restrictions are placed on you.  I didn’t expect to see things this way, but over the past month I have experienced freedom in ways I haven’t before.

My singleness has opened doors for me to experience this new culture in ways that others cannot.  I have the freedom to connect with women on many levels.  Most of all I am free from the inside out.  Free to honor the family I live with by dressing in a burka and not staying out late.  Free to tell them where my freedom originates.

Oh that Jesus would grant me the grace to experience more of His freedom...more of His presence, and Oh that this freedom would spread.