Jesus at my door

Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me. Rev.3:20

Christ came to visit me. There He was! He stood at the door and knocked. I heard His voice
and opened the door and He came him in. I gave Him a warm hug. I was so glad to see Him.

We sat at my table and had coffee and talked. We laughed and I learned a lot listening to Him teach me deep things. We shared food together and talked more. We cried together,  yet we shared joy, encouragement and hope. I learned profound truth from just watching Him live His life. We had sweet communion together and shared friendship and the purest love.

4 thoughts on “Jesus at my door

    • scared, it’s not meant to be sarcastic. It’s a picture of visits I had with friends on 2 separate occasions recently. Our communion with Jesus is like/as unto our communion with our brethren. Jesus even said that what we have done to the “least of these” His brethren we have done to (unto, with, for, etc ) Him. Fellowship with saints is also fellowship with Him. I see Christ in them. Yes I do happen to be quite out of the box. Thanks for stopping by.

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