the old bent fence . . .

The tools we have used to survive – managing our lives –
sometimes fail, leaving us with little strength to face our battles within and without! Our fences confine us, our walls divide us hindering us from sharing hope with others!

A gale came up – the wind blew
The old weakened fence was almost
rent in two
Now it is bent and ready to fall
taking only a small gust causing
part of the fence to collapse
the remaining taking up the slack

Sitting on a bench surveying the damage
I thought about others – some of us are strong and some of us are tall
and some of us have no hope at all!

Like the fence – the load is too heavy
Life’s storms weaken – and we fall, but when
we take our eyes off of our storms and gales
we become a help to others!

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