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If He Came Knocking Would You Invite Him In, Or Would You Turn Him Away?
You hear footsteps approaching, and all of a sudden He stops in front of your door. Not once, twice, but three times He knocks. You ask, “Who is it?” He replies, “It is Jesus”... Your first thought is, that this just can’t be. I am imagining this. No way is this for real. So you ask again, “Who did you say you are?” He replied, “It is Jesus, “Son Of God”.
“My Child, will you invite me in?” He asked. Your heart beats faster as a quietness drowns out your surroundings to all other distractions. Your legs about buckle as you walk towards the door.
Such a beautiful array of light seeps through the frame of the door way as you tiptoe to take a peek to see whom it may be. And to your amazement, you see Him standing outside your door. Again He asks, “My Child may I come in?” Conflicted and stained with paranoia, overwhelming temptations... Scarred mentally and physically you became plagued with guilt and shame. Fearing that He will only see you unworthy of His love and forgiveness, you back away from the door, crying, cowering in a corner, feeling worthless and so ashamed. The floor quakes as you cry out, “I am not worthy! Lord, I am not worthy!”
For I am full of too much sin.
“Jesus!” you cry. Once more you hear Him.
"Am I not standing outside your door?
“My Child, all you need to do is ask, for already you have been found worthy. Invite me in, I'll cleanse and forgive you of all your sins. For I am The Son Of God, Jesus Christ.
"I died, and have risen for your sins.... Ask and you shall be saved!"
Once more…
If He came knocking, would you invite Him in,
Or would you turn Him away?
“My Child, will you invite me in?” He asked. Your heart beats faster as a quietness drowns out your surroundings to all other distractions. Your legs about buckle as you walk towards the door.
Such a beautiful array of light seeps through the frame of the door way as you tiptoe to take a peek to see whom it may be. And to your amazement, you see Him standing outside your door. Again He asks, “My Child may I come in?” Conflicted and stained with paranoia, overwhelming temptations... Scarred mentally and physically you became plagued with guilt and shame. Fearing that He will only see you unworthy of His love and forgiveness, you back away from the door, crying, cowering in a corner, feeling worthless and so ashamed. The floor quakes as you cry out, “I am not worthy! Lord, I am not worthy!”
For I am full of too much sin.
“Jesus!” you cry. Once more you hear Him.
"Am I not standing outside your door?
“My Child, all you need to do is ask, for already you have been found worthy. Invite me in, I'll cleanse and forgive you of all your sins. For I am The Son Of God, Jesus Christ.
"I died, and have risen for your sins.... Ask and you shall be saved!"
Once more…
If He came knocking, would you invite Him in,
Or would you turn Him away?
Published 30th Apr 2016
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30th Apr 2016 9:09pm
I loved the way this work approached faith from a perspective that wasn't as pious as the norm.
30th Apr 2016 9:59pm
To answer the question at the end, Yes. I have written (not on DUP) a few poems on the theme of Jesus (as described in Revelation) based on the words "Behold, I stand at the door and knock".
1st May 2016 1:33am
"I would turn him away" is my answer to the question and for lots of reasons :-)
your life experience may well be different - such is life :-)
your life experience may well be different - such is life :-)
1st May 2016 2:05am
Sweetheart, if I may just say I understand what Your saying... No stone am I throwing. Cause I have been there, done that... Your hell is not mine as my hell was never Yours... Yet we all had to walk it sometime. Times have walked it many times over and even dragged ones we loved down with us. Some I have even lost because of my own hell I caused myself here on earth. Shouting out where are You God, why aren't You listening... Why are You allowing me to suffer.. Why is all this happening to me. What I realized I am not the only one that has lived through some rotten ass shit.. I am not the only drug addict, that about od'd. I am not the only one that has lost a love one, or has someone dying. I am not the only one struggling to make ends meet. The years I was beaten and raped, loaned out to others like I was nothing. Yet was blaming God for instead of asking Him to save me. I am not the only one Sweetheart.. no Your right... Your life is different than mine... Mine is different than Yours only thing is the same is He didn't do it to You... And my brain disease that too much drugs and physical abuse caused I may still have... Again mind You I haven't been saved by God that long myself... He may or may not heal me... But I know I am no longer living in a daily hell of my own here on earth
2nd May 2016 4:22am
I am so glad that this works for you. I would never question your solution for your salvation. That is something that is ultimately personal. From what you have said I can see that there are similarities of dark experiences that we have suffered. I hope you have found your peace, it sounds like you have and I respect you for your honesty.
My search goes on and I wish the best for you and hope that you find peace, healing and happiness :-)
My search goes on and I wish the best for you and hope that you find peace, healing and happiness :-)
7th May 2016 11:10am
