A quiet tap...tap...tapping at the door and I let him in once again. "Oh, Hello Jesus. How I've missed you." I tell Him sincerely as we embrace.
We sit and dine just the two of us. I am mesmerized by the peace I feel in His presence. We talk of many things. All my worries and fears are simply lost looking into His eyes.
I notice the clock. It's been much longer than I thought. The children need to be picked up from school. What am I cooking for supper? Oh, and I forgot about dropping off the dry cleaning.
"Jesus, I've enjoyed our time together. May I show you to the door?" I say as politely as possible.
He gives me an understanding nod and turns to leave. Jesus looks back with a gentle longing smile as He steps out. I close the door quickly, grab the car keys, and head toward the garage.
Realizing, halfway down the drive I still did not get the drycleaning, I put the car in park and race up the steps to the front door. It is there that I see him standing, eager as if he is excited to see me returning so soon.
"Saviour, Why are you just standing out here?" I question.
"My child this is where I am, always. Waiting until you beakon me to come in."
I do not know what to say. The thought is overwhelming to me. That HE, the King of the Ages would sit outside my door and wait patiently until I call to Him. My mind races past the wasted hours. Time I could have been with Him.
I drop my head too ashamed to look into His all-knowing eyes. "Why" I choke. "Why would you wait so long out here for me?"
"Because you never said I could stay." He answered with arms outstrectched.
"You mean you want... want to move in?" I manage to ask. Thinking of the doors I always kept closed when he came to visit. The unmade beds, piles of laundry or this and that. There were a few things in my routine He may not appreciate.
"Actually, I would like you to move in with me. You and I would be one as the Father and I are one. Then, and only then, can I be in every part of your life. Sharing every moment. Leading in every decision."
Still not convinced I stand silently beside Him on the porch. But what is the alternative, I ask myself. Leave Him out in the cold?
Breaking the silence, Jesus gently lifts my face to His enlightening eyes. "Besides," He says with a broad loving grin, "My place is bigger than yours."
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