You have to be broken. What I mean by this, is freely, no matter what you may fear the outcome may be; tear that wall down. Just writing this, my chest tightens, and my heart pounds, remembering my own captivating walls.
Brick by brick, this wall was slowly killing me. Drowning is really how I felt; with people all around me, going about their own lives, as if I wasn't right there, drifting away.But I put that wall up. I built it myself. With every hurt,betrayal, and abandonment. One brick here, maybe three or four there.
Protection from everything!What I didn't know was that with every layer, I was hiding myself from everything, including myself. I didn't know who I was. I was told so, from so many directions, both physically and spiritually, so brick by brick the wall was built.That was untill I could take the suffocationg no longer.
It started with one move; I reached up, as far as I could. The bricks started to crumble. It didn't fall as jericho did, but with each time that I cried out, each time I gave control over to Christ, a brick fell.... But it wasn't until I said, " ok, God. Do what you need to do... No matter what! I am freely broken, and I wholly surrender! ", than, at last, the walls laid in rubble at my feet, and I heard a voice, calling my name, reminding me who i am. I then realized that I wasn't the only one pulling down the bricks. As I was trapped in my pain, Christ was there, on the other side; chizeling,pulling, prying, but it was my ultimate surrender, that broke me out of my prison.
Through the unfailing love of our Redeemer, we have the abililty to break through the walls . Each of our walls are different, they were built with different bricks. But they will come down the same way... Just reach up and break free!
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