Mine from yours. Defining barriers. Keep you out. Keep them in. We as a people put up fences for all kinds of reasons. I have even seen homeowners put them up just because “people like fences.”
I know I am a master fence-builder. No, I don’t build fences made of wood (I probably should! I live where there are bears, mountain lions, and, hopefully, not too many scary people). I am talking about fences around my heart. I sit in my little corner at my daughter’s ballet class, building brick-by-brick to keep the judgment out, to protect my heart from what someone might say. I’ve also been on the other side of that…sitting outside the fence, looking desperately for a hole in other women’s fences, hoping to make friends.
I wonder if things might look a little better if there weren’t so many fences around our hearts. If we all just at least remembered to leave the gate open for a stranger once in a while.
I’m not sure I am brave enough. I kinda like keeping my own little life to myself. After all I can’t hurt myself that way right?! (Uh, no…)
Ok, I can do this. Phone down, in my purse. Smile. Look up. Ahhh what to say? Here I go: “Your daughter is a beautiful dancer!” Hold breath. No, breathe. Slowly. Smile… “Thank you. So is yours. Has she been in ballet long?”
And just like, that the gate is opened. I don’t know her name–this other fence builder. But, maybe….I will.
I would encourage each of you today: toss caution to the wind and build a gate, rather than mending the fence between you…build a gate….and leave it open. Maybe the next time you pass the gate, a smile will be there. And maybe it won’t, but, now…at least you are thinking about it…I bet you don’t pass a fence today without looking for a gate. Be blessed, my friends….
Kayla Wells was a member of Bigfork MOPS for 4 1/2 years and served on the steering team for 3 years. She is married to Dan and is a mom to three. You can find her at Mommy’s Soapbox.