I’m linking up today with Gypsy Mama for her Five Minute Friday. I always enjoy her prompt encouraging writing without worrying. Today’s word is “Open.”
Two boys. A tired mom. Christmas Eve.
Having just landed after a long day of airporting, all I wanted to do was feed the boys and crawl into bed. Even though I knew our host home would be happy to feed us, I tried to relieve the guilt of imposition with a fast food meal. Yet all that greeted us in my sleepy hometown were turned out lights and signs declaring, “Sorry, we are closed.”
It’s weird to return to a lights out hometown welcome. The quiet streets, empty sidewalks, gently falling rain, and the too-sick-to-come-along husband left two states behind subdued the evening of celebration.
The “closed” signs figured. They felt like a fitting symbol for my last season of life. I’ve watched many dreams, plans, and relationships dim their lights and hurriedly flip over their “Come on in, we’re open!” sign.
It’s easy to confuse “closed” and “out of business.” It’s just like God’s people to put periods where He has only intended a comma–a break for a pause, not an end to a thought. I know I’ve done that. I find myself thinking it’s all done. Over. Finished. God is finished with me. Flip over the sign, this shop is closed.
But then the Book tells these stories that change despair to hopefulness. There are stories of situations that are so over you wonder how there could possibly be so many pages to follow. You read of a mistake in the garden and God opens the Plan B possibility. There’s a family floating in a boat, and open window brings back a dove with the olive branch of promise. A baby adrift in the Nile and an Egyptian princess opens his basket home to refuge the future freedom fighter. There are bodies of water closing off tomorrow’s pathways miraculously opened. So too closed wombs open to new life. Most importantly, there is a closed tomb—sealed for good, but somehow it opens and resurrection opens faith and hope and love for mankind.
God has made of history of opening those things once closed. Like my heart. Hopefully yours too. Do you find yourself waiting, like me, outside a “Closed” sign? Take heart. Have hope. God is at work. As He always has been.
The eyes of all look to you, and you give them their food at the proper time. You open your hand and satisfy the desires of every living thing. The LORD is righteous in all his ways and faithful in all he does. ~Psalm 145:15-17