I took pride in pushing past the pain & conquering satans low blows quick. There was much too much to get to than sit or quit.
Dips and turns and then some slips.
Passion and pain both poured from these lucid lips.
Heart hurting and turning from offense after offense.
Eye balls looking for ways to bounce back in defense.
Resilient yet restless.
Struggling to let God call the shots with unfamiliar blessings.
And then I came up to a battle much bigger than I and my teary eyes could not see a strategy on how I’d knock this wall down.
My troubled mind fought and thought… Maybe I can climb over it? No, my arms were too tired to hold my own weight in the wait of my redemption so I found myself stuck. Maybe I can leap over it with a dance? No, my legs didn’t stand a chance. They were much too weary from the walk of shame and blame. Maybe I can pray the wall away? Had not pride hindered my pain filled prayers I would not be burned by battle wounds.
So I had no choice but to stand by it. Stand at the wall that was placed there to place my faith in the one true love who uses walls to take down the walls of my heart.
God you are my forever refuge and wall breaker. Break every chain and take down every wall. In YOU alone I can stand after I fall.

We need only to be still and Know that YOU are God, my all in all.

Be loved beloved & stand at those walls with Him.

-Amy

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