Sunday, July 5, 2015

The Wall and the Road



I stood atop a wall of my own making
I thought its height was breathtaking
But I knew that it enclosed me
And I often felt quite lonely
So I made a gate for those who may
Wish to enter and brighten my day
I kept it shut in times of war
And opened up when peace was at the door

One day a stranger came and called up to me
I looked down from above in my fortress to see
A man whose kind heart was full of sincerity
As he spoke to me my mind gained in clarity
He spoke of a land full of riches and harmony
And the way he would show at great cost to me
All that I had and that I’d gained
Must be given to him ‘till nothing remained

I knew it would be a great sacrifice
And questioned how I could pay such a price
Not all at once, he told me with compassion
One brick or stone at a time from your mighty mansion
I loosened a brick I had acquired with care
From the lust and pride which held it on the wall there
I took it to my new friend and offered it to him
He had me place it at his feet almost as if on a whim

I continued on for I knew he spoke the truth
Not about some fairy tale like the fountain of youth
His words made my heart ache and my soul sing
He appeared meek and lowly but I thought he must be a king
I took another stone and remembered why I placed it there
Every experience, every idea, every desire, and every care
And placed it at his feet again as he led me farther out
He showed me a wondrous sight just as I began to doubt

The world beyond my wall was more lovely than I knew
And as my friend kept speaking my anticipation grew
But I had to stop when I saw the look in my new friend’s face
He told me that all these stones must be securely held in place
He offered me a simple mortar of humility and trust
And said that just a little was far better than pride and lust
So I applied the mortar to the stones on the ground
Soon they were stable-set and I was paradise-bound

Day by day it went on in this manner
But the king’s smiling face was above me a banner
I held to his course brick by brick and stone by stone
Gratefully trusting that I’d never be alone
Eventually I saw atop a far hill
A kingdom of light and endless good will
And behind me a road from the old to the new
A confusing life and a winding journey in my view

I have since met others who’ve joined me on this way
Seen those who were lost find this road and stay
And though sometimes I may need a loving goad
I know I’m bound for heaven on this road
Everything which I had built up around me
Was of a darkness that can no longer surround me
And though my life is now laid down
I know that with a new one I’ll be crowned

Because the king spoke to me
Now I can see
And I’m free

8 comments:

  1. Wow! This is an AWESOME poem! I love this! Wow, wow, wow!

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  2. I don't see a place on your site where I can follow your blogs. There's usually an option to follow, so I can be notified when you post a new blog.

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    1. Thank you for pointing that out to me. I fixed it; added following by email and sharing gadgets.

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  3. This is really good! Thank you!

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    1. Thanks; I hoped you, quite the poet yourself, would like it! :)

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  4. Awesome!! What a creative and unique thought: brick by brick, Jesus turns my wall into my road.

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    1. Thank you. I liked it, too (credit for the thought goes to God, I should think). And it didn't even occur to me until now to connect this poem I've written here with the fact that even the gold, silver, etc. used in the furniture of the tabernacle in the wilderness was from the stuff the Jews brought with them out of Egypt, the land of their slavery, but they are quite obviously parallel lines of thought. As you say: Awesome.

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