Watch the Walls
Weeds pull the foundation. Strong stones offer security, yet the night watch should not be neglected. Weary of pacing, I chant, “God will take care of me.”
Yes, he will, but he asks me to commune. He bids me to come. He tells me to walk, not cower in the corner.
Roots press deeper slowly crumbling the solid mass of protection. Pebbles of doubt fall and reveal weakness to a watchful enemy. A dull pounding is heard outside the gate; the rhythm lulls me. My eyelids fall. Flesh quivers with cold while spirit burns.
Erected on the bedrock of grace, this castle is entrusted to me. I must guard it diligently. Precious stones laid one by one can be removed one by one. Denounce the lie of impenetrable strength. Passivity allows unhindered attack.
Watch and pray, lest you enter into temptation. The spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. Mark 14:38
Short, but oh so important. Thank you.
Your posts always send me to a moment of peace and tranquility. Keep it up!
Thanks so much. Your kind words are appreciated.
My posts are usually short. It makes for easier internet reading. At least, that is what I tell myself. ;)
WHERE did that come from? I’m curious. :)
Emily,
Hmm…I didn’t expect that question, but I guess it is obvious that there are underlying issues, huh?
These are reflections from my pastor’s sermon last Sunday. He challenged us to be vigilant, and the word pictures are his even though I embellished them slightly. He wasn’t quite so dramatic or melancholy. ;)
It has been a long, hard year as my husband struggles with his job. It is easier to be distracted than comfort and encourage the one who is closest.
My habits are such that I look and act like a Christian, but I cannot rely on yesterday’s strength. Sometimes I get too comfortable with myself and my relationship with God. My time with him needs to be priority and often it isn’t. He is calling me to awaken and become the warrior princess Anna-Marie wrote about.
Excellent reminder to pray without ceasing.