The Door

I visited this church in Alexandria, VA, a few years back when I first returned to DC from Minneapolis. It was around this same time of year. It was a summer schedule unbeknownst to me at the time, and was locked when I got there. I knocked on the solid wood, heavy door, waiting for it to be opened. As I stood at the door, the verse, ” Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with Me,” came to my mind.
Right before someone opened it and unlocked it, I pondered that and recalled another time in 1999, after a 15 year hiatus of not attending church. As I sat in the pew that day I showed up after 15 years, with the sunlight reflecting off the stained glass window, and as Communion began, I heard that still small voice say, “Come unto me and I will come unto you.” That was when I began a new walk with Christ and my life has never been the same. I was reminded of this memory, this morning about that door and me standing there knocking on it for someone to open it, and remembered and reflected.

Go in Peace.

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Author: Angie Pittman

Angela "Angie" Pittman, describes herself as a seasoned "middle aged gypsy." Having a broad career private sector, as well as, public servant work. She currently resides in the Washington, D.C. area.

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