Humpty Dumpty Days

Humpty Dumpty
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall;
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the King's horses
And all the King's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again!

There are many different theories regarding the origins of Humpty Dumpty, but I will stick to a simple explanation. The words Humpty Dumpty previously referred to a little, clumsy person or brandy boiled with ale. So if you think about it, it kind of works. One could think of Humpty as a clumsy person or someone consuming brandy and ale. Thus, the falling off the wall makes perfect sense. Then of course there are the many battle stories regarding royalty, losing battles, lack of power restoration, and old city walls. In this short nursery rhyme people can pass down a bit of history, that is if people actually knew the theories/stories behind it. If you are interested and knowing these theories, you can look them up. I, however, am going to put my own spin on the story and share my thoughts on how I feel Humpty Dumpty as a clumsy/drunk/battle weary egg relates to me.

So of course, I ask myself how can a clumsy/drunk/battle weary egg falling off a wall relate to me? Well, sometimes I have days when I feel like Humpty Dumpty. I am this fragile, breakable egg that is teetering on the edge of the wall. I am in the midst of a battle (spiritual, emotional, or physical), sitting on a wall, praying I don't slip, tumble down, and not get up again. It is one of those moment's when my sinful nature comes to flourishen, when I slip away from God and try to do things my own way. I fall, shatter, and recognize that the King's minions can't put me back together again.



Thus, Humpty Dumpty comes to life. He is just this ordinary guy, sitting on the wall. He really could be any one of us. He is clumsy (sins) one day and ends up in this battle that causes his death. Quite morbid, but in all sense of reality, truth. I mean we all go into battle and either survive or die, right? However, where the nursery rhyme ends, growth and life for us begins. Unlike Humpty Dumpty, who in the end is left in pieces, we can be put back together again. We can learn how to recognize and choose to stop ourselves (with God's help) from having a particular drunk or clumsy moment or how to really seek the King in our shattered state. The rhyme always says Humpty Dumpty falls off the wall. Which reminds me that I will always have days when I fall off the wall. Sometimes I might sit shattered at the base of the wall for days and sometimes I might be put back together right away.


I recognize that I need to have these days when I fall off, break, and realize that people can't fix me. When all the kings horses and all the kings men can't put me together again. The image of an egg works so perfectly because the likelihood of you and I being able to put back together this shattered egg would be hard, especially with the insides oozing out. Could we really get every little bit of shell and yoke back together? I am thinking most likely not. And that is why I like this story because it is real life. We all fall and break at some point in time, right? We have what I have dubbed Humpty Dumpty days, where we fall and can't be put back together again by any person. Thankfully, our heavenly King can put us back together again! Making Humpty Dumpty a pretty snazzy guy, egg and all!