Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Wall of Stone

A little child learn 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 wall was to keep her 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 this 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 desperation she prayed and cried,
"Oh, Jesus why haven't I died? "
Jesus reached down and took her by the 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 is under the curse of sin


Jackles111 said...

It's nice to see a happy ending - but it means so much more to hear about someone who personally experienced it.

Though I'm sure you haven't reached your end and there's a long road ahead, it sounds like you can at least finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. There is nothing more hopeful than knowing each step forward (some easy, some hard) is ultimately taking you to a better place, a better life, a better eternity.

You're hope and strength must be an inspiration to those around you, because they are to me.

Just Be Real said...

Wanda dear one, thank you for the post. It is encouraging to see the positive in this post. Thank you for being who you are and honest. Blessings and safe hugs....

Tracy said...

I love this poem. It is very true that all one has to ask is Jesus to help them. We forget this, or can not see it when we are in such pain. Hugs Wanda. Let Jesus be that wall of protection for you. Instead of fear you will feel his peace.

Have you ever read the Shack. It really is a wonderful book that i highly recommend, For me that book helped me see Jesus as a friend, not just as a father.