When I knocked on a stranger’s door
Matthew 7:7-8 states “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to one who knocks, the door will be opened”. How lovely would it be if we received everything we asked for?
Personally, I haven’t received much of what I asked for throughout the years. Maybe I was asking for all the wrong things or simply, I wasn’t ready for the gifts. This year has taught me so much about asking and seeking.
It all started when Alex came into the picture early this summer. Alex was full of life and the Holy Spirit. You could hear it in his laughter. I knew right away how much he loved the Lord; every word, every conversation we had was heavenly. But as fast as Alex came into my life, he would leave just as fast. Today he is a memory etched in my mind.
The absence of Alex brought new prayers to my heart. A part of me was jealous that he could have so many Christian friends while I wondered where all the Christians were hiding. It wasn’t long before I started asking God to take away my jealousy and instead fill me with what I’ve been longing for.
Early in November I felt the Spirit leading me in a different direction. And as I was obedient to following where the Spirit would lead, I found my life had radically changed overnight. I was sad to leave everything that was familiar. “Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes in the morning” (Psalm 30:5). Two days later, on a beautiful Sunday morning, I would meet Abby and Matt after the service ended. It was definitely a God-sent because they invited me to join their small group. Another group? Well why not!
That evening I knocked a door. And inside was a sight I had never seen, a secret space. I finally knew where all the Christians where hiding. Jess and Tim were playing the Ukulele as Matt played his guitar and asked me to sing. There was no hesitation. Anyone who knows me knows how much I love to sing! After all, I am a Kollory. We worshiped all night! There was no judgment on my lack of singing talent. I brought nothing special to this small group. I recall my heart overflowing with joy in that moment as I sat with all of them.
God meets us where we are at. He has already prepared the gifts before we were born. Without knowing, I was seeking and I found Abby and Matt. And through them I found a world that I had been longing for my whole life and all it took was a knock on a stranger’s door. I have been ridiculously joyful since, singing all the time, all day, at work, at home, with my friends. Yes, I have even found joy in my awkwardness! He was preparing me to receive His gifts.
Maybe our faith is strong but we are still wondering where God is and why He hasn’t answered. God does answer prayer. For me, it was learning to be obedient to the voice of God. This past week I found myself sitting on Matt’s couch and I as watched him and Abby practice for small group worship I began to think about the past weeks. Something happened inside of me. I saw a glimpse of heaven. I saw people of all color and background singing and praising God. It didn’t matter how we sounded, how we looked, where we came from or what we have done-we were here and we sang, as Pastor Lon would call it, love songs to Jesus. And His presence filled the room and I have not felt anything more glorious.