Sunday, June 04, 2006

Wall of Stone
By Wanda Arthington

A little child learns to build her wall of stone.
No arms to comfort her, she was all alone.
Each stone was placed with grief and pain.
She cried and prayed, but no one came.

She built the wall higher each day.
This was to keep the pain away.
She did not know this wall of stone.
Would soon become her prison home.

Now numb and frozen in this place.
She never was really safe.
No one would hurt her any more.
To her soul, she had closed the door.

She tried to leave the world behind.
She looked and looked, but could never find,
any hope, any joy, any safe place here.
Her life was now too full of fear.

In despiration she prayed and cried,
"Oh Jesus, Why haven't I died?"
Jesus reached down and took her hand.
He said in love, "I'll help you stand."

Together they are tearing down the wall of stone.
Replacing it with a heavenly home.
Now she has joy and peace within.
She no longer under the curse of sin.

Note: The "curse of sin" is referring to the harm that was caused to the child by someone else.


wolfbaby said...

That was beatiful wanda, I cried.

jumpinginpuddles said...

ohhhh so us right now, with one exception we still have the sin.

Wanda's Wings said...

It is NOT OUR SIN. We were hurt by someone else sin.

We have no guilt!!

Not me, you,or any other abused person.

We were not at fault in ANY WAY.
((safe & loving hugs))

Dreaming again said...

Awww WandaDearFul (new nickname lol,just what you needed) far you've come in the last year!!!

Enigma said...

I thought you writing about me there ...
Thank you for sharing.

survivor said...

beautiful wanda, just beatiful.

Wanda's Wings said...


I'm am glad you enjoyed the poem. It's the type of writting where you have to have "been there" to understand.

((safe hugs to all of you))