Walls and Structures

I am weak. Yet you strengthen me.

I am so weary. Yet you comfort me.

You know what I need and you give it to me.

You know the walls I have clumsily built between us

and destroy them so that I am closer to you.

I am shocked and say, "Why, God?"

I was proud of my structure.

I liked its pale colors and its rotting wood.

But you knew its satisfaction was temporary

and you wanted nothing less than eternal for me.

So you ripped it down and showed me your love.

Your love does not fade, nor does it waste to nothing.

Like the structure I clumsily built between us.