That was my intent.
So, what kind of wall are we talking? One made of wood and wallboard? A painted wall? A brick wall? Stone?
It’s not made with human hands. It exists only in my mind. But it may as well be steel, like a vault. It’s cold and unforgiving at times. And it seems to have no beginning, and no end.
I have to be honest with you and myself. I know what makes up this wall. It’s fear. And this fear goes by many names.
Oh, that last one, though.
I stare at the thing, and this cold, unforgiving wall stares back at me.
Then, I taped this list to the wall and stared at it.
Did it help? Honest answer—yes. I felt hope stirring in my heart. Silly? Not at all. What you look at, what you read, what you think about, who you hang out with, where you hang out…all these things contribute to who you are.
If you concentrate on your shortcomings, that’s all you’ll see. It becomes an impenetrable wall. It may live and breathe, because it’s part of you.
I created that wall by concentrating on the negative. Maybe tiredness took me there, maybe illness or a disappointment of some kind. I fed the words until the wall became insurmountable.
What now? When faced with such a wall, how would you react? How have you managed to overcome a thing like this? I’d love to hear your story.
I tackled it with a butter knife when I taped the list to its surface. 🙂
Research is something I enjoy, so I went to work and found a couple of bulldozers to attack that wall.
I am God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works which God prepared in advance for (me) to do. [Ephesians 2:10]
Okay. That one stirred my heart and gave me courage. If God has plans for me and the work I do, surely He plans to finish this work.
According to Ephesians 1:14, I am chosen. Predestined. “God’s possession–to the praise of His glory.”
I’m getting closer now. This one does more than stir. The wall doesn’t seem so intimidating now.
And finally, Joel 2:7-9 —
They charge like warriors;
they scale walls like soldiers.
They all march in line,
not swerving from their course.
They do not jostle each other;
each marches straight ahead.
They plunge through defenses
without breaking ranks.
They rush upon the city;
they run along the wall.
What does this passage tell me? I’ve been trying to destroy the impenetrable wall, when I really needed to scale it! I can run on it! I don’t need to tear it down.
Yes, fear and anguish and all those ugly words may have built that wall. It’s bricks may be held together by all my past failures, but the pressure of God’s great mercy will compact all its parts. What happens when pressure is applied to coal? It becomes a diamond. Strong. Unbreakable.
I hope you can make sense of my rambling here. I hope you’ve captured the gist of my thoughts. I’m an over-comer. Jumping over the wall—running along the top of the wall—whatever it takes to accomplish the thing that God has planned in advance for me to do.
Yes, you can intimidate a wall. You just need to know the right words to say.