The title of the passage today created quite a visual for me.
Knock and keep knocking.
“Sometimes we knock once, don’t hear an answer, and give up.”
How often has that happened in our lives?
We arrive at the door of something or someone we are excited to see, we knock. And we keep knocking even if no one answers right away.
We wait.
We knock again.
We want “them” to be home, to answer, to speak to us.
But, if we are feeling hesitant or reluctant?
If we are somewhere we really don’t want to be?
We knock on that door differently, with a bit less intensity.
We knock or ring that bell once and then…
We walk away.
We “tried”, we did what we “should”. We think, “oh well…didn’t work out”.
We convince ourselves we did enough.
This lent, whose threshold are we standing on?
Do we really want an answer?
Are we willing to receive it?
Will we keep knocking?
