I love this picture. I see it as a closed door, sealed by the blood of Jesus; meaning God shut the door for me and sealed it so that I can not open it again. I'm selling furniture that my husband and I bought together. Why? I opened the storage door and all the memories rushed to the forefront depressing me. I want to rid myself of any reminders of him. As friends came by with invites to my storage unite, buying the items I had wanted to get rid of, I began to feel the heaviness lift from me. CLOSING DOORS!
I always said that I am too old to start over again. No I'm not. I welcome the new start:). I will be 55 next month. For a change I welcome this New Adventure with God leading the way.
Today I finally committed to something new. I joined a new church. It felt so wonderful, so refreshing, so right. I felt that I finally belong after I had been feeling that I don't belong anywhere. I have been broken before God, before man, and within myself. I understand now that before God can take you to a high depth, You have to be broken so that he can breath life back into "dry bones." More Humility is what I feel now.
A newness so overwhelming. I am admitting that sometimes I want to strike back because the hurt is still there, sometimes I want to do the wrong things to fight back. This battle is not mine, it's the Lord's. I have to remember that No weapon formed against me shall prosper and to go about God's business with joy is what I have to do for myself. Pleasing God is what I want now and the only way to do that is to Close Open Doors. . . .So that the Lord can open new ones for me.
Father God
I thank you for the Closed Doors. I may not understand completely why
you close particular doors in my life, but I am trusting You and
Your infinite wisdom. I have faith that wherever you lead me it is
for the good of me that love You and called according to
Your purpose.
AMEN!
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