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 that person, and they with me.”
Rhonda and Dwayne drove slowly through the once-small city in Arizona where they both had been born and raised. Where they met, fell in love, and married.
Nothing looked the same. High rise apartment buildings seemed to have sprung up on every corner. Old landmarks had disappeared. The place was almost unrecognizable.
Dwayne pulled over and studied the handwritten map Joe had sent. He doubled back. They had missed the turn.
Joe and Sandy were waiting on the porch when Dwayne pulled the SUV into their driveway. They had changed. Gray hair. Lines on their foreheads and at the corners of their eyes.
Rhonda and Dwayne had aged quite a bit, too. Fourteen years will do that to you.
But three hours later, the uneasiness at seeing each other after such a long time was gone. The awkward conversation had vanished. It was just like old times.
They were family. Laughing, joking, telling stories. Eating a Thanksgiving meal together.
As Rhonda and Dwayne started for home the next morning, both couples promised to keep in touch and visit more often. Even if face-to-face trips weren’t possible, phone calls, emails, and Face Time would suffice until they could be together again.
God must feel that way, sometimes, too.
Listen. You can hear Him say
“Come over more often…”
“Stay longer…”
“Don’t forget to call…”
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