Doors for Days
I was standing next her on the platform of our church when she started talking about the doors. She could have known what I was going through that day. It would have been natural, we're best friends. We're also busy. I hadn't told her. She had no idea how her words would resonate and echo. They still echo this morning.
She talked of how the Lord has given us this year as the "Year of the Open Door" and how it had been confirmed that we, as a church, should grab on to that and take it personally. That's something to shout about in and of itself, but it doesn't stop there. She reminded us of Revelation 3:8, that verse about doors no man can shut. I had quoted that same verse when I led worship in the weeks before, but I had forgotten half of what it said.
"I know your deeds. See, I have placed before you an open door that no one can shut. I know that you have little strength, yet you have kept my word and have not denied my name."
I had remembered that He places before us open doors, but I had forgotten the rest. I had forgotten that He knows what we've been up to. That when we've done all we can (or even when we haven't) and we've tried and we've failed and we haven't had enough strength to make things happen on our own He is aware of that.
He doesn't just see us when we succeed - He sees us when we try. What we cannot do, He does Himself.
The verse before that?
"What He opens no one can shut, and what He shuts no one can open." She reminds us that He shuts doors too. The doors to things in my past I just cannot get over, the doors to all of my doubts, the doors to those relationships that need to dead-bolted but I leave cracked open? He shuts those too.
The rain is about to fall hard. Noah and family have labored and they have loved. They have lost their reputation, they have lost their friends, they have lost their livelihood, and they are about to lose their home. They have done all they can, they've said all of the words and made all of the appeals to no avail. The things which belong to them are gathered in and the Lord shuts the door. With their own strength depleted, in a vibrant representation of the dual principles of mankind's responsibility and the sovereignty of God they watch as the Lord shuts them in safe Himself.
Meanwhile at New Life St. Louis the worship goes forth. The Word goes forth. And with our faces to the floor the prophetic utterance is given that as Satan tries to steal the seed we must be on our guard, we must hold on to what's been planted. When I get home I read verse eleven. You'll not guess what it says:
"I am coming soon. Hold on to what you have, so that no one will take your crown."
Are there things we need to stop doing? Yes. Are there things we need to start doing? Even more so. Our responsibility is endless but when our strength is not, by His power the doors to the past slam shut. By His power the doors to revival and harvest swing open. By His power we hold on to the precious seed we are to nurture. In His name we march forward through doors for days. Open doors all three hundred and sixty five days of 2018, and beyond.