Updated: Aug 7, 2020
Several years ago, I was diligently working on a project trying to meet a deadline. I heard a knock at the door and hesitated letting go of the work I was doing. Before I realized it, I had walked down the hall and answered the door. I had no idea how my life was about to be impacted.
On the other side of the door stood 4 little faces staring up at me ranging in age at what I guessed to be 4-9 years. Each of them appeared to be undernourished, had not bathed recently, and hungry for both food and love. They wanted to come in for a visit, and I fed them and listened to everything they wanted to share. There was a lot of sharing!
As they prepared to leave to return home, they asked if they could return the next day because they had friends they wanted me to meet. The next day I had a house full. My grocery shopping changed rapidly and some of my best memories includes early morning visits during the week. As they headed to the bus stop, they would stop by to eat breakfast, pack a lunch, paint fingernails, fix hair and give and get hugs. For 8 years we walked together through some good times and many difficult times as their home life was very difficult.
They are grown now, and I am thankful we are able to stay in touch. Matthew 7:7 says "Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you." Some who know me and this part of my story have said I showed them the love of Jesus, and I pray I did and always will. What I really want others to know is my heart's desire was to have many children, and God blessed me with 2 amazing sons. When our sons became adults and left our home, I thought I would be in a holding pattern until grandchildren entered my life. God had a different plan and gave me a house full every day for many more years! God promises to open the door when we knock, and may we all be faithful to answer the knock of others who are standing at our door. To God be the glory!