And The Door Opens…

Funny how a small handle can make a doorway a barrier. {Image credit: edu1971 / 123RF Stock Photo}

Ever hated an inanimate object? I have… it was my front doorknob. Over time, it went from requiring a complex jiggle to open, to having to body-check the door and sacrifice a small animal. I’m pretty sure it even provoked some of our God-fearing friends to swear.

Which is why, when my soft-spoken step dad complained how much he’d come to hate our front door handle a few weeks ago, I loaded us into the van and drove to Home Depot. Two hours, a drill, and some elbow grease later, we had a door that opens without dislocating a shoulder. Weeks later, my kids and I still open and close it, giggling, because even my preschooler can work the handle.

Funny how a door that opens can make such a huge difference, bring such joy.

But you already know that.

You’ve got a few in your life that have opened and changed everything, maybe for the better, maybe seemingly for the worse…. but they’ve changed it.

There’s hope behind that door.

There’s opportunity behind that door.

There’s healing behind that door.

There’s relationship behind that door.

Yesterday, another door whose handle I’ve been jiggling for a while (since I wrote my first story in second grade?? Or maybe since I stopped being a chicken and start writing this blog…) opened. I squealed and danced in my car as I heard the message: my first book contract is on it’s way! I’m leaping through this cracked-open door, ecstatic, hopeful.

Then there’s this other door I’ve been knocking on for a while. The one my daughter’s healed heart lives behind. Still knocking there.

How can we fully leap through one doorway—embrace breakthrough in one area of life—and keep knocking at another?

Maybe that’s what another writer was talking about when he said,

“I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength.” – Philippians 4:11-12

That’s the secret. The doors open, we run through in His strength. The doors don’t open, we keep knocking with His strength. The doors require elaborate handle-wiggling and frustration and a dislocated heart to open, we press in, keep pressing in…. all in His strength.

We can do everything through Him who gives us strength.

Everything.

We can be still. Walk through doorways. Love the good in life. Listen to a hurting friend. Follow a dream. Ask that question. Survive the breakthrough that scares us silly.

In Him who gives us strength.

In Him… snuggled into arms that protect, provide, pull us close to His heart.

As you face your door today—whether you’ve just started knocking or you’ve faced it a long while—may you know that deep contented feeling of life IN HIM who gives you strength.

-Laurie

“The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient…” (2 Peter 3:9)

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  • Mothering From Scratch

    {Melinda} This is such a beautiful post, Laurie. I could not be more happy for you. :) I’m still knocking on that door – working hard on my book, along with Kathy. It will happen in His timing. I will continue to pray that the heart of your daughter’s heart will open. I pray the verse that says God will “turn our hearts of stone into a heart of flesh” over my children. It’s in Ezekiel. Our hearts are hard unless we continually give the Holy Spirit access. I pray our children will allow the Holy Spirit to do His work. Love you

  • http://www.livingjoel225.com/ Christine

    Laurie, I love this post (and your writing)! Congrats on your book…and I pray for healing for your daughter. She has a special mama. : ) Can’t wait to read more posts (I’m subscribing).

    • http://lauriewallin.com/ Laurie Wallin

      Thanks, Christine. Great to meet you!

  • Kelly Schmidt

    Still knocking on some doors here, as you know :) SOOO happy for you about the book and thinking of all of you with prayers as your precious girl comes home. Blessings Laurie!!

    • http://lauriewallin.com/ Laurie Wallin

      Keep knocking, DOCTOR Kelly. (I love saying that! So fun!)

  • Guest

    I JUST found your blog and I have to say I LOVE this message! I have been knocking on a door for 15 years….I am ready to OPEN it! It is time I get in the van, go to Home Depot and FIX the broken knob aka TAKE ACTION!!!!! Thanks for the encouragement!!!! Love & Blessings! XO

  • Charlotte

    “Then there’s this other door I’ve been knocking on for a while. The one my daughter’s healed heart lives behind. Still knocking there.”

    … me too…. still knocking. And in my case a healed mind as well as a healed heart. Praying for strength for the both of us to never stop knocking until the day that those handles have been fixed and we can just enter in without knocking.

    God bless you & your family Laurie and congratulations on your book! I’m sure it will be a blessing to many. I can’t wait to read it. :)

  • diane W. Bailey

    I love the new back drop. Have you had it long? I think i have been under a rock since October. I can see you jiggling the door knob that won’t open. Yes, nothing is impossible with our God. He is the one who open our doors. (That will preach!) Your blog has really encouraged me today. Love you, Susta!

  • Kelli Wommack

    His strength is incomprehensible! I totally understand the wide-open door and the door you are still knocking on analogy. But isn’t it in the continual knocking that we remain seekers and askers… Often when the door is open, we have to remind ourselves that we are STILL desperate for Him. Praying for you… wish I could hug your neck!

    • http://lauriewallin.com/ Laurie Wallin

      Kelli, you’re really onto something…. Maybe contentment comes from knowing and being okay with ALWAYS having “still knocking” doors mixed in with the open ones. They do remind us how much we need Him. Ok, I’m going to marinate on that for a bit…. And thanks for the hug!!