There’s a Knocking at the Door

Will you answer it?

Photo by Marcela Laskoski on Unsplash

The Sunday school room in my childhood church had a picture of Jesus knocking at a door. It hung straight ahead as you walked in. I loved it — a familiar sight in a familiar place. The picture also fascinated me. There was a luminescence about Him, a holy glow. A heavy wooden door stood shut as He stood at the threshold and knocked. It’s a quintessential rendering of Jesus’…