Stone walls make me think of a Robert Frost poem or an old-fashioned sheep wall. Then I read George Herbert’s The Altar.
My heart…yeah, that can be a stone wall too. Why am I so afraid? After all, God knit me together in mom’s womb (Psalm 139).
God, I would rather that my heart was cemented in Your love and founded on Your truth. Please help me trust Your guidance. Amen.