Closed Doors

We have many “closed doors” in life.  I mean those places in life when something is over and you find yourself in new space.  Death, of course, is the biggie.  And it’s so final.  But for my post today, death is not on the list.  I’m talking about those last times you do something; an event, known or unknown that changes your way of life.

One example for a woman is the last time you nurse your baby.  Nursing your child is a big deal.  It’s what keeps the child alive and growing. Can you imagine that we would not remember the last time it happened.  And it’s an event that’s definitely going to take place; be it breast feeding or bottles, there will be a final time.  I’m glad I didn’t know.  It would have been too sad.  I only have two children and for someone who remembers a lot, I do not remember that last time.  But it did happen. 

So you get the point, and for my post today, I will not elaborate further on “lasts” but I want to discuss a “closed door” that occurred for me yesterday.

While I do not want to belabor the details, I do want to say that as soon as I heard  some “words expressed”, I knew the door was closed.  And the door will remain closed until that person opens it.  I won’t open that door again.  And for my post, the words are important because it hit me how often (mostly without words) we live out those words to God.

The words were, “I don’t trust you with my…”!  I don’t trust you!  For me, the words really hurt.  I didn’t lash out irrationally about it, although I wanted to.  I did say a few things but all in all, it was like having the air knocked out.  Why in the world would this person not trust me of all people??!!

Oh, my!!  How that came back on me today.  God is so teaching me this lesson lately on a weekly basis.  “You don’t trust Me? Why in the world would you not trust Me?”  It dawned on me, that dryness or darkness or the tunnel walk in the spiritual life may sometimes be of our own making.  We may have let God know that we don’t trust Him, so, for a time, He closes the door.  And He may not open the door again until we come “knocking, asking, and seeking”!