There's something good about a solid wall
Faintly patterned or blank and tall.
When you're sitting on the floor curled in a heap,
That wall just stands, doesn't make a peep.
Sitting with your arms wrapped tight around you,
Staring at the solidness that's quite blank too.
Feeling numb, while killing pain -
A pain that won't come back again.
I love staring at solid blank brick -
I want to get the walls of my heart that thick.
Tall, strong, powerful, it won't break.
Hopefully I'll learn to take the force that it takes.
A hurricane may come and smash the brick wall to dust.
I'll shrug and turn away from it; I'm not fussed.
I don't want a hard heart - I want it protected.
And surely my options can be selected.
"An' I just want for all of this to end." ~ Relient K
Interesting. You know what you need, but you're doing exactly the wrong thing to get it. You want a protected heart: However, in trying to do it alone and your way, you're actually destroying it yourself.
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need
The Rock.
Not a wall.
Walls don't work, little sister. They only shut out real love--God's love--and close in pain and bitterness.
The Rock is secure: He will never change. He is ALWAYS good, and ALWAYS merciful to those who humble themselves before Him. The Rock is a shelter from the storms of life. He is strong, powerful, immovable. Sort of like the wall. Only inconceivably bigger and better. He provides security and protection--but without the hardness and bitter aloneness.
Praying for you,
C'rissie.
P.S. Remember: ask yourself good questions. Think about the things we've been telling you!
And yet, big sister dear, softness is not permissible.
ReplyDeleteI just hope there is a way to lean on the Rock while building a wall. God willing.