As I walk in life
to destiny
to freedom,
I encounter walls
blocking my future truth
making my life messier
steering me through 
a maze path of
walled in futures,
Put another stone
in the barriers
that is what I am
meant to do
deliberately do
or just accidentally do,
I know it’s
not just my walls
but generations of curses,
walls I thought would protect
but just quietly expand
their twisted paths;
What have I built?
Become part of?

If I could just fly 
above all of this
like in my dreams,
but these barricades
this maze
is my reality
my built identity.

If only I could take 
stones from the walls
weaken them,
and be ready
for the earthquake
a change transformation
of Christ's love.
And walk over the rubble
Sometimes stumbling
Sometimes scrambling
Sometimes scraped
but somehow more whole,
And be something different
be myself
be God’s love
be free
be a new blessing.

Starting Thoughts:
From a series at church called living free I wrote this with and in response to the message given by Josiah. It was cool how I was writing and then he would mention an image from this poem as I was writing. God has a way of bringing his direction through many at the same time.
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