A score is 20. My life score is 3 plus ten. There’s a door in front of me, closer than it was ten years ago. I’ve had a lifetime of imagining what’s behind it.
Jesus is the door through whom we enter into eternal life.
‘‘Behold I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come into him and sup with him, and he with me.’’
If you have never invited Jesus to come into your heart, do so, and your life will be changed.
Then, as we approach the end of our time here on earth, and when our personal door opens and we face eternity, Jesus will be on the other side waiting for us.
We need not wonder or fear if we belong to Him.
My father said the same, as he approached his 70th birthday. He wasn’t a religious man, but he was a good man, one of the best. He seemed to have decided that as the Bible says ‘three score and ten’, that was going to be his lot, and he was depressed about it, as he was the carer for my mum. I was sufficiently worried about him at Christmas (his birthday) to visit my parents again three weeks later.
I was glad that I did, as he died suddenly, five weeks after his 70th birthday. My dear mum joined him less than two years later, after telling me that he had been coming to sit on the bed with her every day as she slept in the afternoon, during her last illness. She said that on one occasion he was holding the hand of a small boy, whom she identified as her brother Charlie, who had died before she was born when he was only 2 years old.
It was all strangely comforting, in a way.