“Here I am! I stand at the garage door replacment sonoma county and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.” (Revelation 3:20 – NIV). I’ve read this scripture many times and often ask myself, “where is this door?”, “I wish I could actually see this door Jesus is taking about.” He responded through His Word: “And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Son may bring glory to the Father.” (John 14:13 – NIV).
He shared with me a vision of my life. I saw myself standing in a large room surrounded by many doors, not just one door. I was moving forward at a steady pace, much like standing on one of those moving sidewalks you see at airports and some malls. I looked forward and backward, and when I looked back, I saw the good things, and the bad things that I have done and that have happened to me in the past. Sometimes the past seems better than the present or the unknown of the future. I stood there a moment and reminisced and then I tried to take a step back to those “good old days”. It was OK to remember those things, but I wasn’t allowed to go back. What has happened in the past shall remain there forever. The future is unknown, and all I have is the present place where I stand.
I am allowed to choose to turn in any direction and move whichever way I choose at will, except I cannot go backward. The sidewalk of time never speeds up or slows down. The doors that surround me are familiar. I’ve seen and known them most of my life. Many I have walked through before, some many times, others I’ve never ventured to open.
To one side, I see a door that looks like the door of a vault. It’s big and heavy and obviously is protecting much money and things of great value. I’ve been through that door so many times before seeking wealth and material gain. It is a door that cries out “come in, help yourself. Take all you can – there’s no limit”. That sounded pretty good. Once inside, though, I discovered I was far from alone in responding to this call to partake. There are countless others in that room as well; each one trying to grab and take all they can get no matter who else may get in the way. Most of the people in there seem happier taking what’s in your hand rather than picking up the endless riches that are there for the taking. In this room, there is constant fighting and battling to get and keep as much as possible. The ironic thing is the more one has, the faster it seems to slip away and the harder each one works to grab even more. It’s a vicious cycle.
No matter which door I choose and walk through, all of the same doors appear around that room as well. The doors never change. Some are open beckoning me to come in; others are closed and raise my curiosity. Some you can look at and recognize immediately what must be on the other side, much like the vault door.
