The Door is Well Within Your Reach

I enjoy starting my mornings on the back porch where I have a cup of coffee and a long talk with Jesus. I’m used to sharing this time with my dog, Dixie Belle, but lately we’ve had some company.

Poppy, a green lizard christened by my granddaughter Emerson, has been with us for a week or more. For anyone wondering how I can be so sure it’s the same lizard, Poppy has an identifying tail that looks like it may have been caught in something once and almost severed. Poppy seems content about his porch time; the frogs, not so much. Yes, I figured that would need explanation.

I’ve been leaving one of the screen doors open this summer to allow Dixie Belle opportunity to lay on the cool terrazzo floor beneath the ceiling fans. When you’re sporting a heavy fur coat, these temps can be brutal. Unfortunately, the frogs are finding this entrance irresistible, too. While this would totally freak out my frog phobic friends, I’d be fine with it— if they could retrace their steps. Instead, I find them there every morning jumping relentlessly against the screen of the floor length windows or sitting in exhausted resignation with their little frog hands pressed against it. Freedom is within their sight but they’re going about it all wrong. Sadly, if my schedule causes me to miss my porch time, I find their little bodies the next day, dead, only feet from The Door.

I see truth in that story. Are you constantly bumping into an invisible wall? Can you see freedom but you can’t taste it? It could be that you haven’t found or learned to access The Door to life itself. Jesus said, “I am the door. If anyone enters by Me, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.” Please don’t hear that as a one-time call for salvation. It’s an everyday invitation to enjoying abundant life! Don’t let yours slip away when Jesus is well within reach.

Hugs,
Shellie