If A Door Closes

I read this the other day and it is so true on so many levels, “If a Door Closes, quit banging on it. Whatever was behind it was not meant for you. Consider the fact that maybe the door was closed because you were worth so much more than what was on the other side.”
On the surface one might argue the point. However, on closer observation these words could not be truer. We sell ourselves short in our self-worth and many times we go after things that are not worth our time, effort or peace of mind.
We must be mindful of closed doors, we must trust that whatever was behind that door was not good for us, worthy of us or needful of us. Why waste our time banging on a door that will never open? It only makes our hand hurt.
I have done that many times and then wasted energy being angry because that door refused to open. I hope I have gotten past that and understand on a higher level that sometimes closed doors are good. They prevent us from making bad decisions which result in even worse consequences.
On the flip side of that coin when a door is opened never be afraid to walk through it. You might be surprised at the results.
closed door

Faith Is Not a Spare Tire it is a Choice

I read a saying that really hit me between the eyes. It went something like this. “Faith isn’t a spare tire, it’s an everyday choice.”

It took me a moment to absorb that thought. I had to ask myself how I looked at my faith in the past. Did I use it as a spare tire, to change when things began to go smooth once again in my life and pull it back out when the waters became troubled?

I have to answer that question as yes, I did. I look back at the things that happened in my life early on and wonder how in the world I have arrived at the place in my life where my faith is no longer a spare tire. It is a choice. That choice is without my faith I would not be able to function. I would be angry not only at life, but God and everyone else around me. The things that have happened in my last the past seven years, could have sent me into the abyss, running on that spare tire.

However, by the grace of God, I learned that my faith was a choice and my choice was to wrap that faith around me like a coat. To know that God knows the big picture, that all things work

together for those who love the Lord and called according to his purpose.

When we look at how a spare tire is supposed to work, we understand that it is only a small tire and will only run for about fifty miles before it blows. When our faith is like that spare tire it too will only work for a short distance before it blows up in our face.  But, if we make our faith a choice, it will sustain us even at our lowest ebb. It will never fail us, and it will give us peace that passes all understanding.

The more I take this journey of life the more I appreciate my spiritual ancestors who made the choice of faith, even though they were human and sinned many times over, their faith never wavered. The more I understand that faith was not a spare tire, it was a choice, it was the thing that drove them to be the best they could be – human failings and all.

As you go through your journey, make faith your choice, not your spare tire. Know that God has the plan, the answers and holds us in his hand.