Walls of Belief, Inner Storms

Neville's Inner Vision

Consider Ezekiel's wall built with untempered mortar as the image of consciousness we fashion when appearances dictate our sense of reality. The storm, wind, and hail are not punitive forces from outside; they are the inward weather testing the strength of the beliefs we have chosen to call true. Daubing the wall with hastily mixed material mirrors the habit of stitching together life from fear, lack, and hope, instead of the enduring cement of I AM truth. When the wall falls, the question is not historical but intimate: Where is the daubing by which you defined yourself? The Lord's statement that He will rend it with a storm of fury becomes an invitation that old images cannot stand under the press of a revived state of consciousness. This storm calls for a revision: replace the flimsy mortar with the eternal substance of truth; permit the cleansing rain to wash away false boundaries; and stand in the awareness that you are the I AM, unlimited, here and now. The apparent destruction yields dawn—an inner fortress rebuilt from certainty, clarity, and grace.