Still the desire to run with freedom;
to fly like a dove and be at rest.
Still the yearning to protect my heart
so I won’t have to feel more pain.
I’ve been asked to move on,
but there’s something in my step
that just won’t let me;
a pebble in my shoe that keeps
nagging at each step I take —
reminding me that there is not
yet resolution that I feel deep
inside needs to take place.
Still restless. Still unsettled.
I desire the calm that I can sense
is hovering, and I’m waiting
for it to settle in.
It’s a wall made of skeptical bricks.
Bricks that have been created
as mere protection of being hurt
over and over and over again.
A wall made to shield
from a force that is sly;
a force that is trying to penetrate
in order to form a peaceful front.
The builder can only trust the One
who really has her best interest at heart;
her interest because He loves
and truly wants her to heal.
What is the time period for this wall?
When does the wall come down?
Will it need to be in place for
days, months or even years?
The builder can only muster
so much strength in maintaining the wall.
Time will tell the builder when to let it go;
when to remove the wall until all the bricks are gone.
Until then, the wall will remain.
The bricks will be skeptical.
The builder will endure.
Protection is what the builder’s heart desires.
When you think you know someone
and all of a sudden in the blink of an eye
you find out that you don’t —
The heart break-
The years you’ve spent caring
and then to find out that you’re no longer cared for —
I recently thought of this very phrase:
“This world is so full of brokenness.”
Lord Jesus, come!
And until You do
please bestow Your grace upon us
so that we can endure the roads that lie ahead.