Knock, Knock!


Knock, knock.

Who’s there?

When you open the door, your excitement level depends on the answer to the above question.

Doors leading to the ancient ruins of the high priest's house in Jerusalem.

How would your insides respond to this list of characters?

A uniformed police officer, lights flashing in the background.

A couple passing out The Watchtower.

The neighbor who borrows all your tools (and hasn’t brought any back).

The lady holding a platter of still-steaming homemade cookies.

The guy handing out campaign literature.

The post-midnight caller.

The post-midnight, crazy-enough-to-stand-in-midwinter-subzero-Wisconsin-weather, drunk stranger (happened to me once but once is enough).

A Girl Scout (ah, the cookie thing again).

A clown (just checking to see if you’re still with me).

The kid going door-to-door selling newspaper subscriptions.

The Guy who rearranges your schedule, changes your life, won’t let you off with a pat answer, plumbs the depths of your heart, knows what you want but, even more, knows what you need. How about that Guy? Where does He fit into the list of those who knock, knock on your door?

Jesus said, “Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with Me” (Revelation 3:20 NIV).

Make no mistake here. He gives us a clear moment of decision. He knocks. We hear. Now we must decide. Open up or remain closed. After that, all bets are off.

The safe, predictable choice keeps the door closed. You know what will happen—the same thing as yesterday and the day before that and the day before that. You remain unchanged and so does your world.

Oh, but let that Guy inside and He will make changes. He has to. He dwells in light. And our lives tend toward the dark side.

Oh, yeah, we can be wonderful on the visible-to-the-public outside. Every child raised in a dysfunctional, unhappy family knows that routine. Smile. Act happy. Hide the truth.

We can say pleasant things. We can dress up in nice clothes. We can coif and buff and clip and snip and bathe and perfume and…and…and…

And He buys none of it. This is the Guy who said to His highly-impressed-by-grandeur followers,“Do you see all these things? Truly I tell you, not one stone here will be left on another; every one will be thrown down” (Matthew 24:2 NIV).

Do you hear what the Man said about the temple in first-century Jerusalem, deemed the holiest spot on earth by many even today? “…not…one…stone…here…will be left…” He does not figure according to our accounting methods. And that is terrifying when you think about it.

Why?

Because His presence may change my most-cherished plans.

No, not may.

Will!

He will change my plans. He will insert His hopes and dreams into my life. He will make me think deeper and harder about subjects I may just wish to go away.

The child in town who sleeps in a cold room, neglected by a single mother who’s struggling to pay bills.

The guy who puts a noose around his neck for the third time this week, and maybe this time he’ll overcome the fear and do it.

The pastor who surfs from image to illicit image trying to cover the pain of isolation and loneliness.

The Guy will ask me to…

…“preach the Gospel…”

…or feed the hungry…

…or pray for the sick…

…or visit the prisoner.

If I open the door to that Guy, I know things will change. I know I will change; have to if He’s in the house.

Knock, knock.

Who’s there?

Here I Am!

Oh, my God!

Exactly.

Question: So what changes do you see coming into your life if you open the door?

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About tnealtarver

I've traveled and spoken around the world but always love to come home. There I eat exceptional meals, drink coffee to my heart's content, and get loved like nowhere else on earth. I believe a community centered in Christ should be all that and so much more.
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2 Responses to Knock, Knock!

  1. joeyespinosa says:

    I never would have though that the changes He had for me would be leaving chemistry to become a pastor, and then leaving that to move to the most impoverished area in our state, to work with at-risk kids. But I wouldn’t change a thing!

    http://missionallendale.wordpress.com/

  2. tnealtarver says:

    It seems best not to peek at the map in His hands. Jesus’ disciples certainly didn’t do well when they heard God’s plans about the near future–A cross? No, Lord, that’ll never happen!

    Glad He has you in a place that makes a difference for the Kingdom.

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