Writing for five unedited minutes on the prompt “Sing” for the Five Minute Friday linkup.
I’ve been asking, seeking, knocking
just as you prompted me
these past few months.
One, two, three doors
have closed in my face.
Doors I hoped
would open widely.
When the third door closed yesterday
I cried out in need, not want.
Yet I sang you a song.
A song of praise
for your wisdom
knowledge
and goodness.
A song that took me away
from my disappointment
and into your arms.
There you showed me
how long ago
one poor, weary couple
faced a closed door
in a time of true need.
They had traveled so far
and endured so much
and just needed a break.
A soft place to lay their heads.
But a door was closed in their face
and you provided a way.
A baby was born that night
in a crude place,
not a warm bed.
Yet that family’s story
is told over and over
thousands of years later
and still brings you glory.
That closed door didn’t stop
the story from being told.
I imagine that new mother
singing songs over her baby boy,
the one who would save us all.
I imagine him growing up
singing songs
while he built doors
with his father,
planing their surfaces
smooth.
When God closes a door, sing anyway! #disappointment #hope #faith Click To TweetQuestions for reflection:
Has God recently closed a door in your life? How can you sing him a song of praise anyway?
How is God planing your surfaces today?