UNDER THE WALLS

I live so many years walling myself away from others. Every time I ventured out into the world it seem I just ended up getting wounded.

But you can’t live in that shelter forever. Live just has too many demands and you have to deal with others.

However, that is not how things often take place in a way we enjoy. For lots of others live in walled places too.

So the challenge is to reach out as the Lord wills. Now that can be such a tricky problem. It is hard to deal with at times.

Even hard to always appreciate how those walls cause problems. But despite my own walls, God did extend my life.

That is in ways that reach out to others. It sure can be so strange. And I sure didn’t get much of a chance to do it my way.

And it meant being willing to get out of my safety at times. Did it mean I never got hurt again?

Not even close. Did it in any way offer me blessings for doing so? Nope. That didn’t happen either.

Still I did want I was called to do. I found myself accepting the time you help without thanks.

Those are the times that are the hardest to accept. Just doing things because the Lord said compelled.

And perhaps in the process seeing how He feels at times. How many occasions when He does so much an the person doesn’t say thank you.

I can’t say there have never been any blessings. But never like they talk about in those prosperity doctrines.

In any event there is a small joy that comes from doing the right thing. Nothing to brag about, but a peace.

Sometimes that is joy that always gives you such reasons for happiness in small ways. And it is amazing how they last.

It is truly the quite times of satisfaction that have their own special peace. For that I will always be happy.

And yet also be grateful for the times they teach too.