Galatians Chapter 4
So like, an heir is basically just a youngin’ until he matures, no cap, even though he’s vibing with all the authority.
Now I say, {That} the heir, as long as he is a child, differeth nothing from a servant, though he be lord of all;
He’s gotta heed the mentors and the heads until Pops says it’s time to step up.
But is under tutors and governors until the time appointed of the father.
For real, we were just like youngsters, stuck under the world’s vibes.
Even so we, when we were children, were in bondage under the elements of the world: {elements: or, rudiments}
But when the moment hit, God literally sent His Son, born of a woman, and under the law, lit move.
But when the fulness of the time was come, God sent forth his Son, made of a woman, made under the law,
To rescue those under the law, so we could be adopted as His kids, that’s straight fire.
To redeem them that were under the law, that we might receive the adoption of sons.
And since you’re His kids, God dropped the Spirit of His Son in your hearts, calling out, “Dad, what’s good?”
And because ye are sons, God hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father.
So you’re not just a servant anymore, you’re a son; and if you’re a son, you’re an heir of God through Christ, rizz on that.
Wherefore thou art no more a servant, but a son; and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.
But back in the day, when you didn’t know God, you were vibing with fake deities, which is sus.
Howbeit then, when ye knew not God, ye did service unto them which by nature are no gods.
But now that you know God, or better yet, He knows you, why you wanna revert to those weak vibes, wanting to be trapped again?
But now, after that ye have known God, or rather are known of God, how turn ye again to the weak and beggarly elements, whereunto ye desire again to be in bondage? {turn ye again: or, turn ye back} {elements: or, rudiments}
You’re all about keeping tabs on days, months, and times, but for real, why?
Ye observe days, and months, and times, and years.
I’m lowkey worried about you, like I might’ve put in all this work for nothing.
I am afraid of you, lest I have bestowed upon you labour in vain.
Fam, I’m asking you to vibe with me; I’m just like you: you haven’t done me wrong at all.
Brethren, I beseech you, be as I {am}; for I {am} as ye {are}: ye have not injured me at all.
You know I was out here preaching the gospel even when my body was struggling.
Ye know how through infirmity of the flesh I preached the gospel unto you at the first.
And you didn’t ghost me when I was going through it; you treated me like an angel, like Jesus himself.
And my temptation which was in my flesh ye despised not, nor rejected; but received me as an angel of God, {even} as Christ Jesus.
So, where’s all that hype you were hyping about? I swear, if it were possible, you’d lend me your own eyes.
Where is then the blessedness ye spake of? for I bear you record, that, if {it had been} possible, ye would have plucked out your own eyes, and have given them to me. {Where...: or, What was then}
Am I your foe now just for keeping it 100 with you?
Am I therefore become your enemy, because I tell you the truth?
They’re all up in your feels, but not in a good way; they wanna keep you away so you can vibe with them.
They zealously affect you, {but} not well; yea, they would exclude you, that ye might affect them. {exclude you: or, exclude us}
But honestly, it’s dope to be hyped about good stuff all the time, not just when I’m around.
But {it is} good to be zealously affected always in {a} good {thing}, and not only when I am present with you.
My little fam, I’m grinding in prayer for you till Christ is all up in you.
My little children, of whom I travail in birth again until Christ be formed in you,
I wanna kick it with you now and switch up my tone; I’m kinda perplexed about you guys.
I desire to be present with you now, and to change my voice; for I stand in doubt of you. {I stand...: or, I am perplexed for you}
Yo, if you wanna roll by the law, you even hear what it’s saying?
Tell me, ye that desire to be under the law, do ye not hear the law?
So, peep this, Abraham had two sons, one from a maid and one from a free lady.
For it is written, that Abraham had two sons, the one by a bondmaid, the other by a freewoman.
The son from the maid was born the regular way; the one from the free lady was a whole promise vibe.
But he {who was} of the bondwoman was born after the flesh; but he of the freewoman {was} by promise.
These stories are a metaphor: two covenants; one from Mount Sinai that’s all about bondage, that’s Agar.
Which things are an allegory: for these are the two covenants; the one from the mount Sinai, which gendereth to bondage, which is Agar. {covenants: or, testaments} {Sinai: Gr. Sina}
Agar is literally Mount Sinai in Arabia, and it’s like Jerusalem now, all tied down with her kids.
For this Agar is mount Sinai in Arabia, and answereth to Jerusalem which now is, and is in bondage with her children. {answereth to: or, is in the same rank with}
But the Jerusalem up top is free, she’s the real MVP for all of us.
But Jerusalem which is above is free, which is the mother of us all.
It’s written, “Rejoice, you who can’t have kids; shout out, you who don’t labor: the lonely one’s got more kids than the wifey.”
For it is written, Rejoice, {thou} barren that bearest not; break forth and cry, thou that travailest not: for the desolate hath many more children than she which hath an husband.
So we, fam, are like Isaac, the kids of promise.
Now we, brethren, as Isaac was, are the children of promise.
But just like back then, the one born the normal way was coming for the one born of the Spirit, and it’s still like that today.
But as then he that was born after the flesh persecuted him {that was born} after the Spirit, even so {it is} now.
But what does the scripture say? Kick out the maid and her son: the son of the maid can’t vibe with the son of the free lady.
Nevertheless what saith the scripture? Cast out the bondwoman and her son: for the son of the bondwoman shall not be heir with the son of the freewoman.
So fam, we ain't kids of the slave lady, we’re straight up free, no cap.
So then, brethren, we are not children of the bondwoman, but of the free.