free will
     I am free to choose but not to get what I want. I make choices in a world that I did not choose to enter, and my choices often have consequences that I did not intend. I’m free, but I’m not.
     If “free will” means the freedom to make my own decisions, I believe in free will. I believe in self-determination. When I choose to do something, it happens as a result of my own volition. It’s not just chemicals in my brain making me feel as if I made a choice. I feel that way, because I really made a choice.
     However, if free will means autonomy, such is make-believe. I do not claim absolute autonomous self-determination, and no one logically could. There is enough room in the universe for one sovereign being. Anyone else who claims full autonomy comes against God as a competitor. I can pretend to have it, but to actually seek it is like walking into a wall. Can I do anything I want? I want to fly like Superman. I want to read your mind. I want to determine my capabilities.
     I have free will, because I have my own identity. I am distinct from my maker. I am not God. I am not part of God. I am I. God is God. I have my own will.
     I have my own identity, but my identity includes total dependence on the one that gave me that identity. Someone gave me my freedom and limitations.
     I am free to believe in my total dependence on God. I am free to deny it. If I exchange the truth for a lie, I leave a good master to be bound to a faulty one. Either way, I am slave to something.
     For us, freedom is relative. Freedom from one thing means bondage to another. Jesus said, “You shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free.” Free from what? Free from truth? The truth sets us free from our own lies.
      We have all sought to be sovereign of our own lives. Our parents sought it in the garden, and we have all fallen for it since. Our parents chose autonomy. They wanted to be gods, and they died.