Tradition or Baggage?

Daily writing prompt
What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?

For too long I carried both my mother’s shame, and my father’s guilt!

God has given me a new life now… one filled with a hope and a future.

When my mother died, I allowed her to take all her shame with her to the grave, and my father will one day be buried under all his own vile guilt!

I am free, forgiven and being renewed, day by day…

God offers this to any who seek His face!

Here, have a cookie…

Chain Breaker…

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No, this is not me… It does bring a picture to your minds eye, though.

According to the web…

Webster’s defines Tradition as, “an inherited, established, or customary pattern of thought, action, or behavior (such as a religious practice or a social custom) b. : a belief or story or a body of beliefs or stories relating to the past that are commonly accepted as historical though not verifiable.

Daily writing prompt
What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?

I do believe in the value and importance of traditions, and for the most part it benefits the generations that follow suit… However…

There are souls in this world that get lost along the way, warping family traditions with generational bondage, and then proceed to instill that into their offspring instead of healthy values.

Again, according to Merriam Webster, the short definition of Bondage is, “the tenure or service of a villein, a serf, or an enslaved person”.

There was once a man and a woman, both with baggage (bondage)…

They came together, bore children, and so began the traditions…

Of the offspring, some still wander the wilderness in tradition…

Some self destructed and wasted away, back to the earth…

Then came ME…

The Almighty, and the world around me formed something else…

I was chosen, set apart, and passionately pursued by the Creator of the World…

He lifted me up and out of Tradition…

I am a Chain Breaker!!!

This vessel has been tempered, through the Fire of pain and suffering, and the Icy grip of loneliness and fear…

Up out of the ashes rose a Survivor, a Warrior… I am the daughter of THE King…

I am the Righteousness of God, In Christ Jesus! 2 Corinthians 5:21

Chain Breaker is the tradition I have been called to leave behind, that and so much grace and love that you will gain weight just from my sweetness…

I need no approval, nor do I apologize for who I am….

That tiny bean is me…
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And, in keeping with a certain tradition, here… have a cookie…