Nobody talks about how lonely it feels to try to get your life together when everything inside you still feels broken. You can quit the habit, change the number, block the dealer, delete the photos—and still wake up with the same ache sitting in your chest. Real freedom isn’t instant. It starts the moment you realize you can’t save yourself, and that’s not failure—it’s the first sign that grace is finally doing its work.
For a lot of us, the word deliverance sounds churchy. But deliverance is just what happens when God reaches deeper than the surface and untangles what you’ve been carrying for years. It’s the anger that finally loses its power. The memory that stops owning you. The voice that stops saying you’re worthless. That’s why ministries like Unbound exist—to meet people right where the mess still lives, not after it’s cleaned up.
If you’ve been searching for how to get free from addiction and shame, you’re not the only one. Every Tuesday night, people walk into Unbound not knowing what to expect—and they leave knowing they’re not alone. Worship nights, small-group circles, street outreach—it’s not about perfect theology; it’s about a community that keeps showing up until the chains actually fall.
Most of us think freedom happens when we finally feel holy, but that’s backward. Freedom is what lets you show up before you feel holy. It’s learning to breathe again. It’s watching someone who’s been sober for six months wrap you in a hug and tell you, “God’s not done with you yet.”
If you’ve ever wondered whether your story could matter, it can. And if you’ve ever wanted to donate to help people overcome addiction, every dollar becomes gas for outreach vans, food for recovery nights, and hope for someone who thought nobody cared. What starts as generosity ends as resurrection.
So come as you are. Don’t wait until you’re ready. Freedom doesn’t start when the chains fall—it starts when you walk toward the light carrying them.
