A few weeks ago I took a weekend girl trip back to the place of my birth, Savannah, Georgia. I grew up being referred to as a “Georgia Peach”. I am defiantly a Southern Girl to the core and was raised on Sweet Tea and Southern Hospitality.
keep watch over the door of my lips. (I am still carrying this one around on a note card!)
Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. (NIV)
So Jesus said to them again, “Truly, truly, I say to you,
I am the door of the sheep. All who came before Me are thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not hear them.
I am the door; if anyone enters through Me, he will be saved, and will go in and out and find pasture. (NAS)
2 Corinthians 2:12
Now when I went to Troas to preach the gospel of Christ and found that the Lord had opened a door for me,
God’s Doors are so different.
I am still in training for sure. I actually blasted an unrequested opinion the very first day that I wrote that first scripture about the “door of my lips” on a card to memorize! I probably always will be learning to recognize the DOORS that God has opened or closed verses those of the world.
My desire is to not only recognize but to SEEK them, to expect them.
God’s doors are opened through humility, gentleness, love, truth, passion, service, patience, forgiveness.
The doors that I seek now lead me into places of character change. Places where I am not as quick to judge and quicker to forgive, not envious but seeking the best for others, not seeking approval of man (or other women) but seeking approval of God and evidence of a renewed heart.
I desire doors that God has opened.
Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.
I desire opportunities to be a true Southern Hostess for My Abba Father and His children.
Ya’ll Come over for a visit!!