*Preface* This was meant to be about my daughter, who struggles with Reactive Attachment Disorder; however, the more I wrote, the more I realized that I do the same to my Heavenly Father. As we fight for the heart of our girl, I'm praying for those of you who are battling for the hearts of your precious treasures.
Break down your fortress, little girl.
The walls you've built around your heart.
The jagged edges of stone on your battlements.
The walls made of anger and control.
Your self-preservation comes at a price.
From your earliest days, you were taught not to trust.
Lies and loss left you empty and hollow.
Those whom you trusted, hurt you deeply.
Stole your innocence.
More stones, higher walls.
Push, push away.
Push away first, so you can't be hurt.
The Enemy comes to steal, kill, and destroy.
Angry and alone, you crouch in your castle.
You pounce on the ones who try to reach you.
Run to the One who can free you, Princess.
Release control to your Abba Daddy.
Open your clenched fists to the ones who love you.
The Enemy's fortress is not your home.
Trust is your freedom.
Release the control to the One who treasures you.
