Jericho

I've marched around Jericho 12 times.
I've thought I'd seen it start to fall
       to crumble.
       the rumble of ancient strongholds
                 starting to die.

I've marched around 12 times
   each time, the thought it would
      be my last.
Each begins
      victorious!
  Then tedious
      Then discouraging
          Then the realization


                    that I


can never make it fall.

I start the circle again.
what seems a cruel reminder
that the walls still remain.
   that the fortress still stands.
      that I am foolish for even trying.

I can't make it fall
But I can continue to march.
    The Ark of the Covenant
       carrying me along
Reminding me where the
     real work
       is being done.

I'm unsure when it will fall.
       or how.
          or how many more circles it will take.

But I'm thankful He lets me
   walk one more.
It means my journey isn't over.
I march in silence
  until the day He tells me to shout.

On that day, I'll shout.
And the walls will crumble.

Joshua 5:13-6:27