More Than These Four Walls

There is such a thing as listening to silence- when you can hear emptiness in the air, you know that you've heard silence. And as I stare into these four walls of my boudoir, I see memories and hear the resounding whispers of unkept promises. The rain outside my window slides effortlessly down the glass until it meets another drop of rain and they go away together, evaporating into thin air, or making a little ice patch. The Christmas lights surrounding my neighborhood glimmer and glow trying to shout the cheer of what is supposed to be a happy holiday. The train in the distance blows its cautionary whistle to announce that it's on its way. Everything is as should be, but when everything is still, then I remember everything that's in these walls. If these walls could talk, what would they say? Would they agree with what I think? or have a mind of their own? Would they judge me? or understand me? Would they put me down? or cheer me up? If these walls could talk, who would they say that I am? They have watched my rising and my sleeping for years, seen the wardrobe mistakes, the tears, the pain. They have seen my smiles, my good hair days, and my accomplishments. They have seen me at my worst and at my best, and they still don't say anything. History is written on my walls, but it's all just a book that's found in my brain. If these walls could talk, I would let them write a biography. These walls haven't complained, not when I yelled out loud because I was so angry, or sobbed like a baby because I was sad. These walls haven't complained, not when I threw a glass of water at it and made a dent, not when I punched it out of anger, not when I slid against it at my lowest times. These walls never complained. I look at these walls and see how loyal they are, they don't tell you  they don't like the color you chose to paint them, they don't reveal your deepest darkest secrets to anyone, and they don't walk away..EVER. In order for these walls to be as strong as they have been, it takes a strong foundation, from the ground up and from the inside out. It takes more than just appearances to be strong, faithful, and courageous; it takes having a firm foundation of who one is, what one believes in, what one wants to become, and what one wishes to leave as a legacy in this world. These walls have taught me a lot in the last few years, if these are just walls, something man-made, then why can't we as humans be even more than these four walls? We are made in the image of God, we should be able to take a stand and be more than just a material object, we should be the spiritual beings we were made to be, but with the self-respect,  patience, loving kindness, character, integrity, and leadership which God called us to have in order to reflect Him and make a difference in the world. These four walls are immobile, but I'm sure that if they could, and if they had the right foundation, they would travel across the world and take a stand. Let's be the voice for those who don't have one, let's be more than these four walls!