Doors

I am reminded of the picture of JESUS standing outside a door, inspired by the scripture verse in Revelation 3:20(NIV): “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 that person, and they with me.”   If you look closely, there is no outside knob on the door.  It must be opened from inside.  I have opened that door many times in many locations.  It seems I was always having to start over where JESUS was last seen.  I know HE is always with me, but the natural man seems to be able to ignore HIS presence, donchaknow. I suppose, like me, you have stood at many doors, yourself in anticipation of change and improvement, but most of those doors didn’t make things better, at all.  Outside a Worship Center, the best door I ever opened was the one at the Choral Room. I knew that was the door for me and I was at my best there, but alas my stiff neck and determination to “do it my way”, led to difficulties and escape. Regardless of the unpleasantness brought on by conflicts with authority, my labor of love was rewarded hundreds of times over by the students who loved choir as much as I did.  I had little problems with Travis Lipscomb and H. Wilson “Cheesy” Cook, but except for a few administrators for whom I substituted, it wasn’t until 2000 when I met a jewel.  Dr. Yavonne Walker was among the best elementary administrators I have ever met.  She believed in hiring the best and letting the best ‘do their best’, without interference.  I probably returned to my original most creative state there in North Las Vegas’ Fitzgerald Elementary.  For the first year-and-a- half, she was the boss and I soared just like I did in Bryan.  It was a HOOT!  Then, she developed hip-trouble and after surgery, was assigned elsewhere.  The last semester at Fitzgerald was like Bryan, ’59 -’72, all over again.  When the school was repainted with lead-based paint, it sent my COPD over the top and I was transferred to another school. That’s another story. Door after door has been my life and I wouldn’t trade those experiences for anything, but could have mellowed some times, donchaknow.  That’s why my theme song now is “Wherever HE Leads, I’ll Go”. That’s what I get from My Box of Chocolates.   AMEN

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