I think there’s a door that’s inviting me into a new world. A world where trust is possible, a world of peace and rest. I’m not talking about heaven but heaven here on earth.

On this side of the door is the world I’m used to, me being in control of my own life, being in charge of my own destiny, basically being my own god.

I’ve experienced moments in this other world, just the other day I could feel my body relax, my mind was no longer troubled, the stresses and concerns of this world were not as loud. 

So why don’t I enter this place more often? Why do we as humans struggle to enter this place of rest and peace and surrender? I’m simply more comfortable on this side of the door, even though it kills me, makes me angry and upset, I’m used to being in control. Being in control is what I do, it’s what life has taught me to do, even as a person of faith. 

But this door is there inviting me in, saying, you can let go now son, come in and let me take your baggage and walk in. Yes, you will have struggles even on this side of the door, but I’m here, this is the place where my presence dwells. 

I long to be in that place, to enter through the door that leads to salvation, rest and surrender and to a place where I can be my true self.