Rebuild My Walls #TaylorDateTony

* Jesus pray for me
* Nehemiah pray for me
* Dedicated to #TaylorDateTony

+-----Taylor Swift, Please Rebuild My Walls

Taylor, this sucks, to
see my Jerusalem ravaged and pillaged
like this, to see my love life
dilapidated and barren. My heart and
its affections were once a colossal
city walled by fortified stone. But
rejection from girls Ive tried to date
has been a Babylonian brigade of
chariots, the acrimony of females austere
gap toothed men in leather hide armor
(with silver breastplate) pulling their bow
and arrows of dejection taut, astride
bucking horses that
breathe their burning fire to scorch
bastions of my self confidence.
They have incinerated the entry gates
of my romantic optimism, oh the
flaming torches of indifference! oh the
battering rams and siege towers
of mocking disdain that razed
my Temple of belief in marriage,
the Holy of Holies reduced to ash,
black smoke rising.

Oh baby cant you see by now,
after 70 years of my dateless exile,
this wall is but scattered rock, my soul
just dirt and pebbles kicked around
by famished jackals? But if you kiss me,
if you date me, if we go out to coffee
….I swear, you’d be my blue eyed
Nehemiah come from afar with seals
of royal approval, construction permits to
make me whole. Oh Jerusalem Reborn!
City of#TaylorDateTony

-----Nehemiah 2:11-20
 I went to Jerusalem, and after staying there three days  I set out during the night with a few others. I had not told anyone what my God had put in my heart to do for Jerusalem. There were no mounts with me except the one I was riding on. By night I went out through the Valley Gate toward the Jackal Well and the Dung Gate, examining the walls of Jerusalem, which had been broken down, and its gates, which had been destroyed by fire. Then I moved on toward the Fountain Gate and the King’s Pool, but there was not enough room for my mount to get through; so I went up the valley by night, examining the wall. Finally, I turned back and reentered through the Valley Gate. The officials did not know where I had gone or what I was doing, because as yet I had said nothing to the Jews or the priests or nobles or officials or any others who would be doing the work. Then I said to them, “You see the trouble we are in: Jerusalem lies in ruins, and its gates have been burned with fire. Come, let us rebuild the wall of Jerusalem, and we will no longer be in disgrace.” I also told them about the gracious hand of my God on me and what the king had said to me. They replied, “Let us start rebuilding.” So they began this good work. But when Sanballat the Horonite, Tobiah the Ammonite official and Geshem the Arab heard about it, they mocked and ridiculed us. “What is this you are doing?” they asked. “Are you rebelling against the king?” I answered them by saying, “The God of heaven will give us success. We his servants will start rebuilding, but as for you, you have no share in Jerusalem or any claim or historic right to it.”