I use to not let people mess with my wall

Erected for my safty

A massive one of imposing hight

I know this may sound sort of crazy

 

Sometimes- I’d let someone step just inside

If they’d only talk about weather

Yet- venture past my safety zone

I’d avoid ‘em from then on-  forever!

 

I’d scoot them out turn my head

And leave ‘em wondering wherein

Blocking them out by acting aloof 

So uncomfortable in my own skin

 

I’ve change a bit- my wall’s sitting height

All part of what God’s been doing…

Yet sometimes I feel all exposed inside

All transparent… like everyone’s looking

 

I ask… How can I help others like me

If I don’t share what God has done?

Other’s who hide who they really are

Who find them selves too- on the run

 

What is it that I’m afraid of…

The me- who’s getting in touch?

No masquerade- Just the real thing

God’s child- whom He loves so much!

 

Eloyce  January 17, 2009