Knocking on Doors

I don't like making phone calls or knocking on doors.  As an introvert, those two actions fill me with anxiety.  I stood at a counter today for a long while waiting for someone to come out from any of the closed doors around me to help me...but nobody did.  If I hadn't gathered the inner strength required to start knocking on doors, I'd probably still be there 2 hours later.  I'm not sure what it is that makes me nervous, but I guess it's something that has to do with the uncertainty of what I will find if someone actually opens the door or answers that phone call.  I don't want to interrupt or disturb anybody.  It bothers me to think that I am imposing myself upon anyone's time or circumstance...so I avoid calling or knocking as much as possible.  And when I can't avoid it...it takes a lot out of me...sigh...

Another consideration is that the person who does the knocking on the door is usually the one who wants or needs something.  The person who is inside decides if they want to open or ignore.  They are on a more powerful position than the one knocking.  Those inside have the prerogative to tend to the needs of the one knocking or not.  If you think about it, the person knocking on the door is kind of helpless and at the mercy of the one on the other side of the door.  Like when I'm angrily knocking on Dylan's door and he doesn't open because he: a. can't hear me because he has his headphones on or b. simply ignores me and I just stand outside his room ready to explode, but unable to do anything unless I'm willing to kick a whole on the door, which I haven't done yet since I don't want to pay for the repairs...I'm in a position that poses disadvantages.  Maybe that's why I don't like knocking on doors: because I don't want to be in a subservient position.  I don't want to be rejected.  I don't want to be ignored.

Knocking also involves waiting and I just can't deal with any type of wait...sigh...

You know who is not afraid of or bothered by knocking on doors?  Yep, you got it: Jesus.  Our Lord.  Our God.  Our Savior.  The Kings of Kings.  The Sustainer of all life.  The One through whom all things were made.  He humbles Himself to the position of being the one who knocks on our doors.  He lowers Himself to be the One at the mercy of those on the other side.    

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 that person, and they with me. Revelation 3: 20

There isn't much I understand of the content of the Book of Revelation, but this passage does speak to me loud and clear.  Jesus wants us.  He loves us enough to humble Himself and stand outside the door of our heart and knock...KNOCK...and then wait for us to open.  Jesus, who could say the word and demolish that door, knocks and waits for us to open...how amazing is He...I just pray, trust and hope I hear the call and rush to it to swing it wide open to let the dinner party begin!