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When I was 18 years old, I surrendered to God‘s call to vocational ministry. But I really had no idea what I was surrendering to. Some years later, God gave me a mandate: “I sent my Son to set the captives free. You will go forth and ring the liberty bell.”

This mandate sounded evangelistic to me, and I was certain my calling was in the area of discipleship. I shake my head and marvel now when I recall that I once thought the only people who were captives were the spiritually lost!

But if anyone had told me then that Christians can be in bondage, I would have argued with all the volume a person can muster—when a yoke of slavery is strangling her neck! I was the worst kind of captive: a prisoner unaware. In fact, I had no idea I was in captivity until…

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