“So, what did you do with your freedom today?”
Not many conversations start with these words, but this is what we’re always asking each other.
Freedom forms the core of our being. When we get together for fellowship in bars and parties, we are eager to share our choices and their impacts on our lives, and interested in how others are living with theirs. We learn from each other, laugh with each other, come to love each other.
Without freedom, there is no conversation, because there are no options. There is no love, because there is no choice. There is no heaven, because it cannot be desired.
Robots aren’t free, and robots are silent. Robots don’t rebel, or fall in love, or fight for a beautiful ideal.
Un-free people are rebellious, and their conversations are about their dreams of freedom. There is no happiness among chained slaves. Only a free man can love his chains, when he chooses them.
Humanity was created free, free to choose, free to think. Freedom has often been called a dangerous gift, like a double edged sword. A loose will is like a loose cannon. And yet, God does not remove the will, even after cities have been blown away.
Philosophers are right when they say that a free will is the power of a god. The freedom to evaluate, think and choose is a divine power, shared with us at the first flash of conception. God gave us freedom to willingly choose Him, the intelligence to come to a basic understanding of Him, and the nascent stirrings of love to refine our being for Him.
Some use freedom for evil, demanding the right to choose annihilation over ascension. The ability to choose evil is a defect in the will, not an operation. Choosing evil restricts our freedom, chaining us to ourselves, to our weaknesses, until our souls swell from the spasms of our egos like pufferfish.
The freedom to choose evil never existed.
What did exist was the freedom to choose our pace toward good. Otherwise, punishments would not exist. Laws would not be enforced if anarchy was liberty. The blood of tyrants seethes for the blood of martyrs, because it cannot abide the danger of their freedom.
Some believe that the answer to freedom is its removal.
That is to reject divinity to his face. To refuse to choose. Deny the existence of God, and you deny the necessity of freedom.
Only with freedom can we enjoy the stirring stories of our people, filled with fire and blood, longing and love, horror and hope, because at each point, the heroes were free to choose. Free to choose the greater good over the lesser.
Without freedom, there are no stories. Only manuals.