my wall story
Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:59 amOnce upon a time, not so long ago, a princess lived in a mighty, thick-walled castle. She was an unhappy soul, and wished to leave the Castle of Doom, but the walls were too high and too thick.
They were expertly built with doubt, fear and guilt. No ordinary prince could blast through them, though several tried. Nor could they climb over them, because the tops were barbed with cynasism. (The princes called it "baggage".)
Even if someone were to get through the outer walls, the inner sanctum was even more impenetrable. In it the princess kept her heart of hearts, and the walls were even thicker, built with sarcasm and feigned indifferance. Inside were all the dark, icky black things that she didn't want anyone to see.
So she lived there in misery, with her best friends: Pain, Hurt, and Disappointment. They were her constant companions...always whispering in her ear. She so wished she could shut them up and walk away.
One day, the princess got a call. Not on one of those phone thingys, but in the inner sanctum of her heart. "I love you," said the Caller. "I made you and you are Mine...please say you love Me too."
"You gotta be kidding me", the princess said. "YOU love ME? After everything I've done and said? How is that possible?? You obviously don't know me!"
Now, it must be told here that the princess was not always 'nice' or did 'good' things. In fact, she was more than a bit tainted and dirty....and had collected many hurts and offenses. Still, the Caller persisted:
"I know everything about you, and I still love you. Come to Me." Well, that tore it. That Caller didn't know how mighty the walls were, didn't understand she could NOT get out! Hadn't she tried everything she could think of? All the counsel she could find? Nothing worked!
"How can I come?" she asked. "Don't you know the walls are too strong? They are years old and built with mighty things! They are mortared in fear! There's No Way I can come!"
Then the Caller said the scariest thing. "Trust Me", He said. "Together we can break the walls down...piece by piece we will take them apart."
The princess was panicked. Trust? Absolutely not! 'Trust' was a net with a huge hole in it! How many times had she fallen for that one? Who was this Caller? Did He think she was a nutjob?
"Who are You, that You can break the walls?" she asked. "Many princes have tried, all have failed. And their trust me thing didn't pan out....that's a lie." (She was rude, thinking, 'that will send Him packing, and this trust crap will get flushed'.
"I am the King," the Caller answered. "Walls crumble before me, Pain, Hurt, and Disappointment have to run from Me. But there must be one thing between us for it all to happen....Trust."
The princess trembled and cried--"But I'll get hurt again! I'll fail! I've already failed too much! How can I do this?" The Caller answered...."Trust Me....or not. It's your choice."
The princess thought many thoughts. 'How can I believe Him?' she wondered. 'How can anyone just love me? I'm not such a good person, in fact I've done ugly things. I deserve these walls.'
The Caller spoke again in her heart. "I've forgiven you for all your sins," He said. "None are held against you. SomeOne else has paid for you, and you are free to begin again...new and forgiven, always...if you trust Me."
The princess thought ...for a second....then chose. "Any chance to escape these horrible walls and so-called friends," she said. "I choose to trust You, and I'm sorry for all I have done, by the way."
"Truly sorry?" asked the Caller. "SomeOne else was held accountable and paid dearly, and you say, 'by the way'? Open your heart to Me, let out all the dark black things, let me take them from you."
The princess didn't want to...but she cried. She couldn't help it...no one had ever offered to do away with the evil before. All the dark icky things gushed out of her, and were exposed on the ground.
Words spilled from her she didn't know she had in her. But the Caller spoke with such love, and mercy..... she was helpless, and knew it. She finally knew it. The princess put herself in His care, entrusted her spirit and heart to Him.
Well, you know the rest of the story, don't you? The walls began to come down, little by little....step by step. It wasn't all at once and it wasn't easy. As the princess had said, it took years for them to be built...
But the more she trusted the King, the more it happened. Love, Joy, and Peace began to replace pain, hurt and disappointment. The King became her Refuge and Strong Tower ...even her Hiding Place when she needed one. She sought comfort from Him....
...and in time, the walls were replaced with trust in Him, all the safety and protection she could ever want. All the redemption and freedom she needed. Guilt dissolved in His presence. In it's place, Hope bloomed.
This is a story with no end.
They were expertly built with doubt, fear and guilt. No ordinary prince could blast through them, though several tried. Nor could they climb over them, because the tops were barbed with cynasism. (The princes called it "baggage".)
Even if someone were to get through the outer walls, the inner sanctum was even more impenetrable. In it the princess kept her heart of hearts, and the walls were even thicker, built with sarcasm and feigned indifferance. Inside were all the dark, icky black things that she didn't want anyone to see.
So she lived there in misery, with her best friends: Pain, Hurt, and Disappointment. They were her constant companions...always whispering in her ear. She so wished she could shut them up and walk away.
One day, the princess got a call. Not on one of those phone thingys, but in the inner sanctum of her heart. "I love you," said the Caller. "I made you and you are Mine...please say you love Me too."
"You gotta be kidding me", the princess said. "YOU love ME? After everything I've done and said? How is that possible?? You obviously don't know me!"
Now, it must be told here that the princess was not always 'nice' or did 'good' things. In fact, she was more than a bit tainted and dirty....and had collected many hurts and offenses. Still, the Caller persisted:
"I know everything about you, and I still love you. Come to Me." Well, that tore it. That Caller didn't know how mighty the walls were, didn't understand she could NOT get out! Hadn't she tried everything she could think of? All the counsel she could find? Nothing worked!
"How can I come?" she asked. "Don't you know the walls are too strong? They are years old and built with mighty things! They are mortared in fear! There's No Way I can come!"
Then the Caller said the scariest thing. "Trust Me", He said. "Together we can break the walls down...piece by piece we will take them apart."
The princess was panicked. Trust? Absolutely not! 'Trust' was a net with a huge hole in it! How many times had she fallen for that one? Who was this Caller? Did He think she was a nutjob?
"Who are You, that You can break the walls?" she asked. "Many princes have tried, all have failed. And their trust me thing didn't pan out....that's a lie." (She was rude, thinking, 'that will send Him packing, and this trust crap will get flushed'.
"I am the King," the Caller answered. "Walls crumble before me, Pain, Hurt, and Disappointment have to run from Me. But there must be one thing between us for it all to happen....Trust."
The princess trembled and cried--"But I'll get hurt again! I'll fail! I've already failed too much! How can I do this?" The Caller answered...."Trust Me....or not. It's your choice."
The princess thought many thoughts. 'How can I believe Him?' she wondered. 'How can anyone just love me? I'm not such a good person, in fact I've done ugly things. I deserve these walls.'
The Caller spoke again in her heart. "I've forgiven you for all your sins," He said. "None are held against you. SomeOne else has paid for you, and you are free to begin again...new and forgiven, always...if you trust Me."
The princess thought ...for a second....then chose. "Any chance to escape these horrible walls and so-called friends," she said. "I choose to trust You, and I'm sorry for all I have done, by the way."
"Truly sorry?" asked the Caller. "SomeOne else was held accountable and paid dearly, and you say, 'by the way'? Open your heart to Me, let out all the dark black things, let me take them from you."
The princess didn't want to...but she cried. She couldn't help it...no one had ever offered to do away with the evil before. All the dark icky things gushed out of her, and were exposed on the ground.
Words spilled from her she didn't know she had in her. But the Caller spoke with such love, and mercy..... she was helpless, and knew it. She finally knew it. The princess put herself in His care, entrusted her spirit and heart to Him.
Well, you know the rest of the story, don't you? The walls began to come down, little by little....step by step. It wasn't all at once and it wasn't easy. As the princess had said, it took years for them to be built...
But the more she trusted the King, the more it happened. Love, Joy, and Peace began to replace pain, hurt and disappointment. The King became her Refuge and Strong Tower ...even her Hiding Place when she needed one. She sought comfort from Him....
...and in time, the walls were replaced with trust in Him, all the safety and protection she could ever want. All the redemption and freedom she needed. Guilt dissolved in His presence. In it's place, Hope bloomed.
This is a story with no end.
