Though some who want to frustrate my life may lead me to believe that the best way to move forward is to build myself a strong castle and live in it, keeping everyone who hurts me or has hurt me or will try to hurt me on the other side of a great stone wall, I’m learning the opposite:
The strongest castle is the one formed on the inner lining of my fibrous heart. If I live there and let go of everything else, I create a space free enough to be strong, loving, and understanding. On rare occasions, I am strong enough even to forgive. I’m still building it. But let me keep that draw bridge open to our eternal God.
A Brave New Heaven 