Walls are not always a bad thing.
Notice walls were built around the temple and a vineyard for protection.
We are the temple of God, the Church, and boundaries are still essential.
My walls, my boundaries, were torn down at a young age because I grew up with abuse. Abusive people have no respect for boundaries. All which set me up for more abuse as I grew older. So my walls needed to be rebuilt.
When I attended church, I was taught to love others unconditionally, but still not taught to love and protect myself.
I was taught forgive and keep forgiving. But still not taught to walk away from people who kept sinning against me.
I was taught to think the best about others, but still not taught to be on guard for wolves in sheep’s clothing.
And if I ever questioned someone’s character, I was told I was mistaken or I was being judgemental.
The result – more abuse –
I finally woke up to the knowledge that something wasn’t right.
I had to stop mistaking man’s word for God’s Word about who God is and who I am in Him.
I had to start following the inward leading, and stop allowing myself to be led astray by people, manipulation, guilt, fear, and doubt.
I had to start trusting God and myself more and other people less.
And I have had to work with the Lord to rebuild and restored the walls the enemy sought to destroy.
We are the temple and the temple has walls. And God has put them in place for our protection to separate us from our enemies, and those who cross our boundaries.
The name of the LORD is a fortified tower; the righteous run to it and are safe. Proverbs 10:18