Unlocking the Door

Sometime between night and dusk

I dreamed

A cabin stood before me

A friend and her daughter stood beside me

The door to the cabin:

Inviting

I knew God was in there

Waiting for us

Welcoming,

Safe.

It was a place of peace and rest

And it was ready for us.

The door was locked.

My memory of this part is hazy

But I remember

The key came out of the door

And one of us put it in our mouth

The clear part I remember:

The key would unlock the door,

But we had to leave something behind first.

What must we shed first?

God told us gently,

His tone firm and kind,

"You may come in

When you have left behind

All resentment,

Unforgiveness,

And anger.

Then enter into my peace with Me."

He was there -

He was not leaving us alone until we obeyed.

But it was clear -

There was something important, vital,

We must leave behind

Before we could rest in His Presence,

Before we could find joy in hanging out with Him

In that cabin.

Anger, resentment, unforgiveness

Did not belong there.

And we could not bring them in.

The invitation:

I realized upon waking and marveling -

The invitation was to freedom

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