Sometimes God doesn’t open doors or windows.

I don’t get too excited about things very often.

My family says I’m the “stoic” one of the group, but then again, they’re all kind of manic. Except my wife. I have to prod and pry and sometimes poke, just to get a rise out of her about anything, but that usually results in her just being annoyed at me. She’s the only one less excitable than I am.

That’s why I don’t like to go through doors.

Not regular doors, mind you. Those are okay. I have several in my house, and they do a good job. They’re all very rectangular, with right angles and do a fine job of connecting the rooms in my house. I go through dozens of doors every day.

I’m talking about those proverbial “doors” that God opens.

A couple of weeks ago, I met a new friend who moved to Kansas City. He wasn’t sure that he was supposed to move, so he asked God to indicate to him that a door was open. He said he wanted a house within twenty-four hours. Twenty-four hours later, he miraculously had a house lined up.

I was jealous. When has God ever opened a door like that for me? Yeah, I know, really great Christian attitude I’ve got there.

The last door that opened like that for me was not only wide open, but God picked me up and comically tossed me through the door by my shirt like Will Smith on “Fresh Prince.” The door was definitely open to start a new house church ministry. It wasn’t even a door that I was waiting to open, but there it was.

But soon after that, we sensed that another door was open to evolve the ministry. In hindsight, the door wasn’t so much “open” as it was “cracked,” and we were trying to force it open and squeeze through. And God firmly slammed the door on us. It was humbling…and by “humbling,” I mean “humiliating.”  It was a lot like being in public and pushing on a door that’s clearly labeled “pull.”

And don’t tell me that every time God closes a door, He opens a window. Anyone who says God does something “every” time has not spent much time with God.

So since then, I’ve been afraid to go through doors. I’m waiting for God to slam it in my face. I’ve become a lot like Gideon. God may tell me He’s opening a door, and I’ll say “Where? I want a sign. I want a blinking neon ‘open’ sign on that door. A big one.”  And God will give me a sign. Then I’ll say, “I want another sign.”  It just seems like if a guy can ask God to give him a house in twenty-four hours, I should be able to have my signs.

Right now, I’ve gotten my first sign. I’m waiting for number two. And it better be a good one, or I’m staying put. I’m telling God that I don’t really believe Him when He says He’s opening a door. I’m afraid He’s going to psych me out and slam it in my face. And if He wants me to move, I’m more than willing, but He’s going to have to push me through the door.

Some people might say I’m just being stubborn, or I’m not fulfilling God’s will for my life because I’m not going through those doors. Maybe I lack faith because I don’t get super-excited and sell my house and move to another state every time God moves or fidgets in His throne. It seems like every great Christian “success” story starts out that way. But I’ve been working really hard on being content with things until God shoves me through another door.

Which kind of person are you?  Are you the kind that says God is moving at the drop of a hat, or are you skeptical, cautious, reluctant to go through the door?

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Matt Appling blogs over at The Church of No People and always has something interesting to say. I used to follow Matt’s blog a couple years ago when I first started blogging, before I took a long break from the cyber world. When I came back to the blogosphere, his blog was one of the first ones I looked back up – I was eager to pick up where I left off! During the month of February this year, or what Matt dubbed as the “Love Month,” he only blogged about things having to do with love, relationships, marriage, and other mushy-gushy stuff.  ;]  I encourage you to check out his blog and leave him a note letting him know you stopped by!


Posted on March 1, 2011, in "Guest Post" March and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. I really enjoy Matt’s blog (and this post is yet another winner).

    Me? I think I just wander through doors. I don’t really notice they’re there much.

    Well… sometimes. But, much like Matt, I’ve even had a few broken windows slammed in my face. Where is God taking me and why is He taking me that route?

    I have no idea. But God keeps bringing me to good places even if I’m totally clueless–and have to go through rough stuff–to get there…


    • I feel I’m all too familiar with broken windows and slammed doors. :]

      BUT, I also know that they are slamming and breaking in accordane with God’s will. I know I would regret what is not His purposed plan for my life.

      Thank you for sharing your thoughts. I’ll be checking out the post you shared.

      Blessings to you!

    • Ha! The best kind of door to walk through is the one you don’t notice…especially when it turns out to be closed. Reminds me of running into a glass patio door as a kid.

  2. This was a great post. Mostly I move because a door has closed in the past not so much walking into an open door. I love how you said “”anyone who says God does something every time has not spent much time with God.” That’s right. He’s the same yesterday, today and forever but that same is always surprising us and way above our thoughts.

  3. I’m a bigger risk taker than my wife, which makes for some… interesting times! I’m not sure how helpful these door analogies are though. Sometimes it’s not as simple as walking through a door…

  4. I for more hesitant that I should be. I’m getting better–slowly but surely.

  5. I have had several instances where it looked like God was opening a door, tried it, and then had it slammed. I too am becoming somewhat wary of walking through doors. But I figure that when the real door is there and He holds it open, He’ll make sure I get through. Blessings,

  6. Matt, I started as one of the logical (and very introverted) ones, and small step by small step have grown in the other direction. Now I’m at least a little closer to seeing God move in either good or bad situations. (Clue: about a year back my kids asked me “Who are you, and what have you done with our father?)

    And not only I, but the whole family are now trying to take one of those forward steps. (Actually, two at once). We’ll appreciate your prayers that God really WILL move on both of them.

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