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The wall

Carolyn S. Smith

  

I built a wall around my heart,

A safe place I could hide.

A secret place for just myself,

With all my pain inside.

Others came to visit me,

And though we laughed and cried,

I hid my pain behind the wall,

They couldn't come inside.

One day Jesus came to me

And though I longed for peace,

I was imprisoned by my pain

And couldn't find release.

I could not bring myself to let Him

Come inside the Wall.

And though He helped tremendously,

I couldn't give my all.

As time flew by, my longings

Increased to highest peaks.

I yearned for His fellowship,

I hungered for true peace.

Quietly, He waited there,

Just outside my Wall.

Not asking once or rushing me,

Just loving despite all.

At length one day I knew that I

Could no longer hide.

I asked Him to destroy the wall

So He could come inside.

My heart beat quite alarmingly,

My mind was filled with fear.

My Wall was gone - where would I hide

My anger and my tears?

Amazingly, a peace began

To fill my soul anew.

A quiet joy, an unknown strength

More than I ever knew.

I looked around and saw the Wall

Lay shattered at my feet,

But suddenly I didn't care,

I had a peace so sweet.

I knew at once the pain that had been

Bottled deep within

Had only been a symptom

Of bitterness and sin.

As I released the sin and pain,

Jesus wiped away my tears.

I understood He was my friend,

And He would calm my fears.

And just as sure, I knew that now

He always would abide.

I knew that when I faced new fears,

In Him, now I could hide.

So now instead of crouching

In pain behind my wall,

My hiding place is Jesus,

The greatest place of all.