The little gold bell hanging from ribbon on the glass door jangled as the door opened to yet another customer. The young man stepped in taking little notice of the four of us who had entered before him and were awaiting our turn to step up to the busy counter. Loose jeans hung inches below his waist complete with a belt that served no purpose. A flat brimmed hat was turned sideways on his head and large cubic zirconia earrings donned his dark earlobes. Expensive basketball sneakers scuffed the floor as he walked past each of us who had been somewhat patiently waiting our turn.
Instantly my ears turned red hot and my heart began to pound. Punk. He thinks he can just walk in here and step right up in front of the line? Who does he think he is? He's got another thing coming. You can't just fling open the door and charge full steam ahead ignoring all the obvious signs that it's just simply not your turn yet. Nobody likes a budger.
I wonder if God has ever said the same about us. So many times He has opened a door for us and we have obliviously walked through it charging full steam ahead to fulfill our own agenda. An open door means an open invitation therefore we easily ignore the obvious signs all around us that it might not quite be our turn yet. Instead, we have our bags packed and have leaped off the train and are heading down the tracks before we even know where it is we are supposed to be going.
Friends, there are times when God makes a way for us...an opening, a door. We prayed, then waited on Him and His ultimate timing. Yet, the very moment He swings open the door and the little bell rings, we push our way through the line, pushing past anyone and anything that stands in our way - often including God himself. We get the green light and assume that we should press our big toe on the gas and floor it in whatever direction we are pointing. I don't know about you, but I usually only end up with a ticket or a fender bender or worse.
Sisters, learn to listen to the voice of God. Know where he wants you to go before getting completely derailed. God opens doors, but don't budge! Just inside that open door he may be laying the path brick by brick when we decide to hurdle over him by leaps and bounds, completely missing out on the blessings he was laying out at our very feet.
Open the door. Then - somewhat patiently - wait your turn. Our entire journey may not await us. But, our Father's invitation to trust him does. He asks us to continue to lean on him for guidance. And, he promises to act on our behalf. In our waiting, we will be blessed!
Learn to listen to the voice of God. Know where He wants you to go. He may open a door and then be laying the path brick by brick while you're hurdling over Him in leaps and bounds, completely skipping over and missing out on the blessings in each of those bricks. His word says, "Trust Me." Not just trust him to open the door then shove you through it, but then to guide you and lead you each step of the way. Wait on him. When God gives you a direction, he will act on your behalf. Wait and be blessed! Don't budge until he tells you to budge!
Father, thank you that you know the perfect timing for the awesome things you have planned for me. Thank you for those times You chose not to open a door that I was prepared to break down myself. Thank you, Gracious Lord that once you have opened the door for me I can rest in the knowledge that you will then lay my path out for me brick by brick and blessing by blessing. Because of your grace and your mercy I can trust you, with all my open doors and the ones that remain forever closed. Amen.
Oh, and the punk? He graciously stepped to the side when the clerk said, "next."
I'd be packin' my bags when I need to stay I'd be chasin' every breeze that blows my way I'd be building my kingdom just to watch it fade away It's true....Toby Mac