My Own Jericho

It took a long time for me to stop running to realize how exhausted I have become.

I only recently realized that I have spent so much time running. Running with no clear destination in mind. Running with no goal in sight. Just running.

When I finally stopped running, I realized that I was never trying to run toward anything, rather I was attempting to run away from something I could never escape. Me.

I wanted to escape the feelings that I never wanted to feel. I wanted to escape the thoughts I never wanted to think.

Never realizing that in the process I was preventing the healing that God has wanted to do in my life.

Those walls, like the walls of Jericho, that I had built to protect me and my runaway heart, served only to keep me in bondage. I asked God to let those walls fall flat like He did the walls of Jericho (Joshua 6:20). I didn’t want the walls to crumble, because then I could rebuild.

*Original image courtesy of M.A.☀️🤍🌸

4 comments

  1. Jessy, I think we are all running, whether we realize it or not…we think that our walls are keeping us secure. I think it means we’re not trusting God, fully! But God is not a man- he is not going to lie to us like man/woman…He is not going to break our hearts…and then say I’m sorry! If we could just trust God more, His Holy Spirit would/could be the Guard 💂‍♂️ at the gates of our hearts, casting out those trespassers, that have come to the entrance, w/ill-will and evil intent. 💕

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