By Choice

"Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with Me." -- Rev 3:20

Jesus knocks daily on the doors of our heart. We listen for Him, or we don't. We open the door, or we don't. He comes in, or He doesn't. He dines with us, or He doesn't. We dine with Him, or we don't. All by choice.

Can a virgin forget her ornaments, or a bride her attire? Yet My people have forgotten Me days without number. -- Jer 2:32

Maybe it's time to question the "demands" in life. Take control. Set new priorities. As the saying goes, "Only one life, twill soon be past. Only what's done for Christ will last."

Are we making proper choices in the light of eternity? Or are we accepting without question the daily "demands" on our time? When time is over, our ultimate choice is too.

Time is a strange phenomena. When it is unfilled, it weighs us down and seems to pass slowly. When it is full, it seems as light as a helium balloon and quickly floats away beyond our grasp.

...you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away. -- James 4:14

When this life is over, what will we say about it?
When this life is over, what can we do about it?
When this life is over, what will we have to show for it?

Jesus knocks. He never uses the key. We must open the door or it will remain shut. He waits. We decide. We cannot avoid the responsibility. The choice is ours.

When God said His people had forgotten Him days without number, He was saying they had forgotten by choice. It was not an accident, but on purpose. Life had become full enough without God. The world, the flesh and the devil had made their demands and their demands were being met daily... by choice.

Before we decide how we will fill our days, we should remember that the most important things in life are not the demands. The choice is ours.

Lord, you know my heart better than I do. You know my desire to live for you, and you know that I often fail to translate desire into action. The wherewithal escapes me when I try to make it in the flesh instead of relying on your Spirit. Father, teach and guide me by your Spirit. Help me to glorify you by following after the things of the Spirit and not the things of the flesh. Help me to crucify the flesh, walk in newness of life, and be a faithful servant, daily...by choice!

Thank You, Father. All praise belongs to you!