Door #1

I woke up thinking about a friend who is having surgery to remove lymph nodes because of a report of cancer...microscopic cancer cells...in the lymph nodes. It seems like this has been a spring for cancer to raise a very ugly head. One friend died last week after a diagnosis just late last summer. A cousin has been fighting for months now. A friend at church is going thru chemo now. And my list goes on...

I was just thinking about how a diagnosis like that would make me just stop cold. Really. This life as I know it now is going to end. In my mind I could just see this door. STOP before entering. Really, I would come to a screeching halt. That door even SMELLED like fear. Does fear have a smell?

As I was thinking about this, I could sense a whisper beside me. "Sue Anne, look...this is not the door. I've already opened another one for you. My door is right next to it. Just open it. Come in. Step into the life I have created for you. Life that goes on and and on. In my presence forever."

Thank you, God. Thank you that you make decisions to come to you so simple that even a child can understand. Thank you for that life you have created, those 'whispers' of it I even hear now. Thank you that you even call LOUDLY to me when I need you to get my attention. Thank you for the red door on  my own house that reminds me of the passover. Help me be a good doorkeeper, making it easy for people to choose your doorway.