This morning I read a quote from George MacDonald–the Scottish preacher and writer. He writes, “The spirit of God lies all about the spirit of man like a mighty sea ready to rush in at the smallest chink in the walls that shut Him out from His own.”
I think of the “smallest chink” that admits the tiniest bit of light in our hearts, that ever so slight turning to the Lord, that softening of the heart that allows His love to flow to us. I love thinking of God as poised to rush in the very moment we crack open the door of our lives.
I think afresh about Revelation 3:20 and the eager words of Jesus: “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.”