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Date: 25 May 2010 20:32:08
Letting the bricks come tumbling down has an interesting affect. Instead of thinking ahh, I have no wall what do I do next. I am sitting surrounded by bricks, which I am looking at and seeing in a fresh light, now they are no longer held up by fear. I can look at each one and say, is this brick really a brick? If not does it still have a place, maybe as I rebuild I will build something different in which it has a place. Some of the bricks will be the same, but will look different as they rest on hope not fear. I am looking forward to examining each brick, and seeing what happens.
In the past the wall that has now tumbled down, has been used to ensure that I thought that I had to conform to a certain way. The fear was a way that people, with the help of the church (not always with the church realising) could make me do and not do things. It was used to make me conform, even if that was hurting me. It was used to make me conform to norms. It was used to make me stay in pain. I wait to see if having hope not fear will bring freedom, or just the promise of freedom, but not the reality.