THE ONE WHO BREAKS OUR WALLS AND OPENS OUR PRISONS
Foxes have their holes, and birds of the air settle into their nests; yet the Son of Man—our blessed Redeemer—once walked this world with no place to lay His head (Matthew 8:20). He came without earthly shelter so that He might become our eternal refuge; He entered our wandering so He could lead us home; He tasted the frailty of homelessness so He could clothe us with the strength of heaven.
For the heart has walls—thick, quiet, unseen; walls built out of fear, pride, wounds, and the long memories of yesterday’s failures. And sin forges its own bars, locking us within habits that bruise the soul and patterns that drain the life from our prayers. We move about in different spheres—some visible, many hidden—yet in every one of them, Christ draws near; He who knew no sin stands in the midst of our ruin with righteousness, peace, and redemption in His hands (1 Corinthians 1:30).
We echo Paul’s cry, “I want to know Christ and the power of His resurrection” (Philippians 3:10). For it is not enough to admire Him from afar; the soul aches to walk with Him, to breathe the air of His grace, to rise with Him from the tombs of our own making. In His rising, the bars of guilt begin to loosen; in His rising, the walls of fear begin to crumble; in His rising, the weary heart learns again that freedom is not a dream but a Person—Christ Jesus the Lord.
Humans build walls and prisons, but Jesus brings everything we lack and everything we long for. He is our righteousness when our conscience trembles, our peace when the night grows long, our redemption when we have nothing to bring but our need. He steps into every locked place with nail-scarred authority and says, “Be free; be whole; be Mine.”
And so we rest—in the One who never had a place to lay His head, yet now prepares a place for us (John 14:2); the One who walked without earthly shelter, yet shelters us beneath the everlasting arms; the One who broke every barrier by the power of His cross and rises still within those who trust Him.
May we know Him more deeply today—Christ our Freedom, Christ our Home, Christ our All.
BDD
