“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 him, and he with Me” (Revelation 3:20).
Many have noticed the growing incivility in our age, especially as it pertains to politics. Incivility is defined as rude or unsociable speech or behavior, an impolite or offensive comment. This is not a one-sided issue and there’s enough incivility on every side to go around. But incivility can also be seen at many levels. Last week an angry driver sped up and tried to side swipe me when I attempted to move into the left lane to make a left turn that was coming up. As he passed us I didn’t look over at him but Brooksyne said he was waving his arms angrily at me though there was no reason for his anger, much less his dramatic incivility.
The Apostle John received this remarkable revelation from the ascended Lord, “I stand at the door and knock“. The Greek tenses can be rendered, “I am persistently standing at the door and am persistently knocking.” An older, expanded translation (Wuest) which states, “I have taken my stand at the door and am politely knocking“.
And Jesus is doing just that in a spiritual sense. I recall an early effort at personal evangelism when I quoted this verse and a man earnestly felt his chest and said, “I don’t feel anything”.
A children’s nurse had an interesting approach in calming children. Before listening to the little ones’ chests, she would plug the stethoscope into their ears and let them listen to their own hearts. Their eyes would light up with awe, though she never got a response equal to a little four-year old’s comment. Gently she tucked the stethoscope into his ears and placed the disk over his heart.
“Listen”, she said quietly, “What do you suppose that is?” The little boy drew his eyebrows together in a puzzled line and looked up as if lost in the mystery of the strange tap – tap – tapping deep in his chest. Then his face broke out in a wondrous grin with big eyes as he curiously asked, “Is that Jesus knocking?” Apparently the little boy had heard a lesson on today’s text or more likely had sung the little children’s song based on the verse.
Some of you can sense the persistent presence of the Polite Gentleman but have not responded. We earnestly urge you to respond today to the Polite Gentleman by hearing His voice and opening the door of your life. Following this message is a brief prayer that expresses faith in Christ and has been repeated by millions in opening their lives to the Lord. Most of you have heard His voice and have opened the door of your heart and surrendered your life to Him. You are experiencing the wonderful fellowship with the One who promised, “I will come in and eat with him, and he with Me.” And that is life’s greatest blessing, not just for the here and now, but for all eternity!
Stephen & Brooksyne Weber
“Lord Jesus, I confess that I am a sinner. I believe that You came to this earth and died on the cross as a substitute for me and my sin. I place my faith in You and what You have done for me. I receive You into my life and choose this day to follow You and serve You all the days of my life. Thank You for hearing my prayer. I will look to the Bible and find out what Your purpose is for my life. Amen.”
The choir concluded with a beautiful number titled “Come”, which is a stirring invitation to come to Christ. They were completing the song by singing the compelling words, “Come” three times, each time getting softer, when suddenly there came a loud, rhythmic knocking from the back of the church. It was one of those experiences where everyone hears it, but out of respect for the setting, people try to stay focused and ignore the obvious which is what the choir and congregation did momentarily. But the knocking persisted and filled the entire sanctuary.
Brooksyne told me later, “After it persisted I began to wonder if it was God knocking as my thoughts were drawn to the time when the fingers of a human hand appeared and wrote on the plaster of the wall in the royal palace. As the mysterious knocking persisted my knees were just about to start knocking together just like the king who saw the handwriting on the wall in Daniel.”
Well, finally the mystery was solved when a perceptive observer discovered that it was a child who had a toy hammer and was knocking on the Plexiglas that separated the nursery window from the sanctuary. The curtains were drawn so we couldn’t see the child who was hammering. It sure served as an interesting beginning to my devotional calling to mind our daily text, “Behold, I stand at the door and knock”.