We spend more time building walls than we ever do tearing them down. It's true. We say we believe in community... in honest relationships... in vulnerable space where we embrace our whole selves... our broken selves... and the hearts of those around us.... but the truth....
The truth is....
We are all busy building our own "Jericho".
It's hard being honest about our failures and our secret closets. It's hard being honest about our guilt and our mistakes. It's hard sharing dreams we know will be shot down... it's hard sharing a goal... I mean... what if we fail? It's hard putting ourselves out there and risking rejection- It's hard opening the door after a betrayal...It's hard trusting people with the intricacies of our lives... so we build walls... we build our Jericho - with bricks made of fear and mortar mixed with good old fashioned condemnation.
In theory... the tearing down of walls should come easier. Grab a hammer and start swinging right? But it's what could be exposed that keeps us building our walls higher and higher and higher... brick by brick we slowly isolate ourselves and lose sight of the outside world altogether.