The Door

Oh Lord,

There's a door that most mankind will never find -
a special door that opens like no other kind.
So many do not realize their whole life through,
that it's a door that stands between both them and You.
But Lord, there's hope!

It only takes a single ear to hear Your knock,
and takes - but a simple key - to turn the lock,
but many are too fearful so they run and hide,
and they insist on wearing their most selfish pride.
And Lord, it pains.

It pains whenever I hold my 'someone' dear,
but then they turn away with their most selfish ear.
It hurts, although I ask in earnest prayer and try -
until my heart grows dim with no more tears to cry.
Oh Lord, it hurts!

Our problems, whether great or small, You will diagnose -
as You're the One who holds the troubled sparrow close.
Though once my tears were heavy and had wet the floor,
You hold my pool of tears and comfort me once more.
My Lord, that's love!

Allow both faith and knowledge of my Savior grow,
inside my precious loved ones so that they will know -
our special Savior holds the truth that He demands -
in love that's cupped inside both of His nail-scarred hands.
So Lord, grant faith!

I know enduring grace is here for all to see,
for others, on their deathbeds, who are just like me -
so if You could, please answer my most special prayer -
so You will always keep my children in Your care.
Dear Lord, in grace.

For You had showed humility there on the cross,
now show them great futility in pleasure's loss.
Show Your loving hands and feet - then show them more -
to help them find the faith to open their heart's door!
Please Lord! Amen.