Walking Through Open Doors
Has anything ever happened to you or have you ever experienced anything that you just couldn’t wait to tell people about? A promotion, an award, a gift you received, some new factoid you learned.
Now that I’m on the tail-end of this cancer treatment (two more rounds of chemo, surgery to reverse ostomy in January) I’m looking back and seeing all the important and life-altering lessons God taught me, all the things He’s shown me about myself and Himself, my weaknesses and His faithfulness. And I just want to tell people.
This blog provides a great outlet but there’s something about talking to people face to face, answering questions, interacting, that beats all. You know what I mean.
So I pray about it. I pray, “Lord, I want to tell people about what you’ve taught me through this ordeal. You open the doors and I’ll walk through them.”
Now, understand, for me that’s a scary prayer. I’m not Mr. Public Speaker. I’ve always struggled with stuttering and speaking in front of any group has always made my heart race and palms sweat. In school I remember wishing a tornado would strike the place before it was my turn to give my oral book report or speech.
But there’s this sudden need I have to tell people about what God’s done in my life, about the journey He’s taken me on and seen me through, about the struggles I’ve had along the way and how He’s been faithful through every one.
And you know what? Funny thing, He’s opening doors. Just this weekend I was asked to speak at our church’s men’s breakfast this winter and the singles’ retreat next spring.
I’m still not always comfortable saying yes to these things, but a promise is a promise. He’s opening doors . . . I’ll walk through them. It’s just another way I’m learning to trust Him.