Third grade was brutal for me. So many things happened, but there is one that sticks out most vividly in my mind.
It was recess, and we were all playing in the courtyard between the school buildings. The boys were being boys, and the girls were running around screaming as girls often do.
This particular day all the boys were chasing the girls, and the girls had their favorite safe haven, the girls’ bathroom. When the boys start chasing us, some girls would run into the girls’ bathroom and slam the door. Then the girls would push against the door to keep the boys out. After a few minutes when all was quiet, they would open the door and run back outside. This would go on at recess each day.
I wasn’t much for running around screaming, but I joined in the fun on this particular day. And like the other girls, I ran to the girls’ bathroom to hide. But before I stepped inside with the others, I decided it would be more fun to stand outside the door and taunt the boys.
I leaned against the door jamb nearest the hinges while teasing them—big mistake.
The girls saw the boys running toward us and slammed the bathroom door pinching my shoulder in the small space between the door and jam with all their might. The harder they pushed, the louder I screamed and the harder they pushed.
They couldn’t hear me screaming for help over their screaming. They didn’t understand why the door wouldn’t shut all the way. The screaming girls didn’t see that my shoulder was trapped.
I know gross right?
Right! Add pain to the adjectives and you have a better feel for what I suffered that day. It wasn’t until a teacher saw what was happening that she rescued me.
Jesus says in Revelation 3:20, “Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.”
The Bible doesn’t say Jesus will scream so you can open the door. It simply says he knocks and speaks.
Will you open the door to Jesus today? Do you hear his voice?
What will your response be?
Will you slam the door in fear or terror, perhaps in rejection, or denial, or will you open the door and invite him in?
Father, I pray that anyone reading this today would be willing to open the door to let you in. Lord, I know some reading this today have already opened their hearts to you, but something has happened in their life, and they shut that door. Because of pain or pride, they are avoiding you. Father, there are others who have their doors wide open for you and welcome you in readily with anticipation. Still, others won’t open the door and let you in because they do not believe. We all know people like that in our lives. Father may they answer the door and let you in before it’s too late. In Jesus’ name, I pray, amen.
The Teaching Lady