Demolishing Wall
Such a strange infatuation that we have!
That we so cling desperately to walls.
These ridiculous things that show only,
That in this world we are indeed fallen.
The footholds of Satan are evident:
The hurts of the past cause us to build at
The suggestion of the evil one, we
Build higher and higher hoping to keep out,
Those people and places that cause us pain.
Or in the physical world we will build.
We show our fallen nature to the world.
We show our materialistic life,
Forgetting that which truly matters most.
Throwing away family, friends, and God too,
We fight hard, holding on to what we see, but
That which truly matters we give up for
The lie of money and fame. Calling us
Ever so softly God speaks to our heart,
“My child, let down your high walls.” If only-
If only we could listen to His voice.
Perhaps, then we could break free from the world.
And we let go of the physical wall,
And we let go of the mental boundary.
But no, we have protected so long, and
Now we have protected ourselves from ourselves,
Our walls so high and thick that we, ourselves,
Can't penetrate to find ourselves there.
The invitation remains to let go, and
To be free, but we choose our painful death,
We so fear the people we once were,
That we find ways,
Of building higher, and
Hiding behind those things that don't matter.
Even physical walls, for the fear of
Transparency. So we hide and hide, but
We never seek to find the life in Him.
The blood that redeems us, frees us also.
If only we would call upon His name, and
Allow the walls to be broken, and
Somehow we can find the life we long for.
We are all seeking God, but we do not
Always acknowledge that, but one day we
Will hit the place where the walls overwhelm.
And we will finally call out to our Father,
Who waits for our cry to extend us grace.
And we say, “We will lean on You, not the world.”
In response to Mending Wall by Robert Frost
http://writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/frost-mending.html
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