Visitor

There is something about a knock that really gathers our attention
Hastening, we open up the door
To greet a friend or stranger with a cordial invitation
As they proceed to tell what they’re here for
Do we smile and nod and listen offering a cup of tea?
Do we quickly bid them farewell or enjoy their company?

Have we heard a steady knocking that we’ve chosen to ignore?
Yet still it seems this Visitor won’t leave
Why are we so reluctant now to open up the door?
To cry, “Come in” and whisper, “I believe”
What a moment of great sorrow, what a sad and dismal day
If we should wake tomorrow, but our Guest has gone away

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Janet Martin

Behold, I stand at the door and knock.
If anyone hears My voice and opens the door
I will come in....Rev.3:20