I am the door. If anyone enters by Me, he will be saved, and will go in and out and find pasture. The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.
Don’t you just love this door? It was found on a medieval castle in Tuscany, Italy. I visited a site entitled “25 coolest doors in the world” and this one just caught my eye. So rustic and earthy; my kind of spirituality. Jesus said, “I am the door and once inside you and I can find pasture.” Pasture used as a noun means a grassy field where animals can graze or feed. As a verb, pasture means “to graze.” You and I are invited to open the door and enter the pasture and feed. How many times I have been famished and looked for nourishment elsewhere. Roaming in all the wrong places.
This week, I ask you to ponder where you seek nourishment. Food in our culture can mean many different things. Only spiritual food, grazing in God’s pasture, sustain the body and spirit. Do you recognize spiritual hunger? Do you get pangs—longings for something more? Matthew 5:6 says, “Blessed are they that hunger.” Spiritual hunger is the appetite for what is right with God. Nothing of this world can truly satisfy you; not money, fame, possessions, titles, popularity. The door pictured above is welcoming. Ponder that door. Will you open it? Jesus beckons to you, “Come in.” Without hesitation, I burst open those doors. I’m ready to feast; been famished too long. There is nothing to fear. Won’t you take the first step inside?
Take my hand; I’ll walk inside with you,