Rubble

I had a conversation this morning about how most of us are conditioned to fight. We approach situations with the expectation of conflict or negativity. So, what do we do when there is no reason to fight? What do we do when the battle has already been won? I was reminded about Jericho. They didn’t have to fight, but they sounded the trumpets of war. It sounded like war. It looked like war, but the wall fell. What if all we have to do is release a war cry and the walls would fall in our life? What would you do if every conflict in your life became rubble?