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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Knock Knock

Because our home sits directly off a main highway it seems that it calls out for every sales man or woman that passes by to come and knock on its door.

And as of late we have gotten every kind of sales person you could imagine.  From a man selling steaks to another selling carpet cleaners.  Thankfully we do not have carpet so I didn't feel so bad when when I said No thank you to that one.

So again, as I was preparing supper for my family last night (calling our favorite take-out joint) another car pulled up, another person with a clipboard stepped out and another knock on our front door followed.  

As if the man could not already tell someone was home, I told everyone to sit real still and do not say a word.  After a few moments, another knock.  This time it was coming from the door in our carport.  He was persistent, oh yes he was.

So, seeing as I was standing just on the other side of said door, and knowing he could hear our TV and see our Christmas lights on inside, I answered.

To my surprise, it was not a salesman.  Or someone doing a survey.  It was a gentleman that lived on our side of town dropping some gifts off for a mutual friend. Gifts that included a check.  Oh yes it did!! 

I ran across this story today and I wonder if God is not trying to tell me a little something?

An old beggar woman ran out of money. She couldn’t pay her rent or any of her bills and the landlord had threatened to throw her out if she didn’t soon pay up.

She had only a candle to keep her warm and on Christmas Day she warmed her hands over the candle. A knock came at her door and she was afraid to answer for fear that it was the landlord coming to kick her out of her humble abode.

She blew out her candle and sat quietly in the dark and waited for the intruder to leave. Two weeks later she found out that the knock on the door was the knock of a friend who had come to bring her enough money to pay her rent and pay her debts.

I wonder how many of us have from time to time heard the gentle knock of the Savior who wants so much to come in and free us from the burdens we carry but have ignored His knocking or were just too afraid to answer?

I pray this next year we will be sensitive to that still small knock... knock... knock. 

We never have to carry the heavy load alone. 

Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with Me. Revelation 3:20

So whether it's a knock on my door or a knock on the door of my heart...

I will answer. 

There just might be a blessing on the other side.

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