Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Beyond The Wall


For years, living within The Wall seemed perfect. I knew what the limits were, what I could and couldn't do. It was safe. It was secure. Things were in order. I had built it to minimize failure. After all, who'd ever want to come face to face with...Failure?

I suppose, if it weren't for the constant gnawing in my heart, I'd have settled for life inside The Wall. But I couldn't- not and have real peace. There had to be more. I knew it. Something was beckoning me to greater things, greater than what I'd surrounded myself with.

Eventually, that yearning became stronger than the mysteries that awaited. I would push myself to the edge of The Wall. As I bent my ear, I could hear the call of greatness. And for the first time, like a light piercing through darkness, it seemed as though somehow, I might actually be capable of confronting the giant that for years, had kept me hemmed in!

As I ventured past the first shadows of The Wall, there was plenty of apprehension. I was cautious, calculated. After all, this was new territory; I hadn't been here before. Yet with every step, somehow...slowly...confidence began to stir. It was like my legs had been asleep and these were the first painful, tingling feelings of life coming back.

I would soon learn I had a voice. In fact, when I spoke I'd hear myself like never before. My voice had changed. It was deeper...bolder. Things would move when I'd speak. My words were like a sword that could cut through years of growth. I was reminded of Moses and what it must have felt like as he marched on the dry, sandy sea-bed with the waters towering on either side.

As I pressed ever further, this new path began to look and feel more like a road...the road beyond The Wall.