Closed Doors

Vern and my husband just came back from their trip to the dump. All went well until they got back and the little black dog ran under the camper and wouldn’t come out. After trying to call his name several times, my husband left Vern and went inside to find a treat. Once the treat was in hand, he headed back outside to retrieve Vern. But to our surprise, Vern was at the screen door, waiting for the door to be opened.

How often do we wait at doors, hoping they will be opened for us to enter?  Many times the doors are opened and other times, they stay closed. Envision a line of people walking through the door. It appears so easy for them, but not for you. Each time you get up to the door, you take the knob and no matter how hard you try, the door stays closed.

This is when bitterness can creep in. You start looking at the other people, only to churn up your anger. If only we would focus on God’s word in these situations. As I was trying to find peace about my own closed door, I found a Scripture that softened my heart.

In Acts 2:4 it states, “All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit enabled them.”

I’d like to give a little background information: Jesus is getting ready to ascend to heaven. But before he leaves, he gives the men and women who had been with him specific directions to stay in Jerusalem. And they did just that. After ten days of his ascension, it happens. The Holy Spirit comes down like fire and a rushing wind and before their very eyes the fire lands on each person.

And then this is the part I want us to focus on. It states that they were able to speak in tongues as the Spirit enabled them. Noticed those five words at the end. “as the Spirit enabled them.”

As crazy as this experience was, the Spirit still was in control. And He is today. If you have received the Holy Spirit in your life, then this verse applies to you. So when you come across closed doors, remember the Spirit enables it to stay shut for a reason. Given the compassionate nature of Jesus, I believe closed doors are for my good and for God’s glory.

As for Vern, the door was opened and he came through only to be taken up to the counter where he received a bath. And from the looks of it, I think he wished the door had stayed shut.

Published by Cora Darrah

Hello. My name is Cora. I live in Durham, North Carolina with my husband and two French Bulldogs, Vern and Bee. For thirty-two years, I taught children with unique needs. When I was eligible for retirement, I decided it was time to explore life from a different perspective. So with pen and paper, I have taken up blogging about two of the most extraordinary pets I know. More important than my pooches, is my relationship with God. I love God! He has blessed me with the gift of writing and I want to share what he is teaching me as I look through the eyes of four legged friends. So if you would like to experience how God works in all his creatures, join us on our adventure! When I first started blogging, my Frenchie, Carl inspired me through his crazy antics. But as life has it, Carl had to leave this world at the tender age of four. After a period of mourning for my little guy, I brought Vern home where he has ruled the roost. Oh, did I mention Bee, the Frenchie with a girl attitude and enough spunk to keep Vern in line. Come along beside us as we dive into God’s word and learn morsels of the treasures that only the scriptures can teach us. Vern and Bee would love to get to know you as well, so please feel free to follow us and share your comments….

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