My kids have this extremely annoying habit of crowding around the door when I’m trying to unlock it. Usually my arms are loaded down with groceries and the diaper bag and the toddler and who knows what else and I’m trying to awkwardly squeeze my way past them to get to the key hole. They don’t get out of the way until I step on their toes, trip, and face plant against the door.
They just can’t seem to understand that we’ll all get inside faster if they stand aside for a minute. It takes so much longer to open it when I have to practically beat them back with my purse. And it doesn’t matter how many times I tell them not to do this. They forget the moment we pull into the driveway and pile out of the van. It’s like suddenly they’re running the streets of Pamplona instead of our sidewalk.
This has been on my mind more than usual lately. I’m not exactly sure why, but I think it’s because we live in Minnesota now. And friends, is has gotten cold here! The last thing I need is the above scenario, plus ice. But that’s what we’ve got. (I see an emergency room visit in my future.) And today, oh, today, it snowed this beautiful, breath-taking, gorgeous snow. And I love it. But (and don’t you dare tell Nathanael this) I am not looking forward to unloading kids and groceries and library books in this weather. I may even be a tad fearful.
So last night, in that place between sleep and awake, I had a random thought and it was this: Let the Lord open the door. I mulled it over for a while and (literally) slept on it some. And it occurred to me: Maybe there at times when I’m the one standing in the way. I am that Type A personality who thinks things will happen faster or better or easier if I butt in and try and do it myself. All too often I forget that God has everything under control, and that by pushing my own agenda I’m really just mucking it up for myself (and sometimes others).
Obviously, I’m not talking about Jesus opening an actual door (though I’d gladly take that miracle for the next 6 months or so). I’m thinking of all those things in life that worry me, confuse me, or cause me stress. Things that keep me awake at night, problems with no clear answer. Whatever stands in my way and prevents me from fully relying on God’s grace.
So, as all these thoughts are tumbling around in my mind, I also happen to be reading “The Hiding Place” by Corrie Ten Boom. She was a Christian who risked her life to help Jews escape the Nazi’s, and as a result, she and her family ended up in concentration camps. When all was said and done, she alone survived. And still she says this: “Every experience God gives us…is the perfect preparation for the future only He can see.”
In other words, at times we may feel we’ve hit a road block. We may feel the door is locked and we don’t have the key. We may not understand what to do next, or where to turn. During those times we need to seek counsel in His Word. Follow the advice found in Psalm 143:8, “Cause me to hear Your lovingkindness in the morning, For in You do I trust;
Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, For I lift up my soul to You.”
Turn everything over to Christ and trust His plan for your life. Then simply get out of the way, and let the Lord open the door.