As you next stand at that door, which are you? A friend that seeks to encourage and comfort or a person who seeks to destroy what the Lord has called a man and his family to do. A Pastor’s door is a place of leave for many, but do not forget that for those who live behind it, that door can be a place that produces trauma and pain which cannot be shared among many.
At first glance, it’s a door like any other. There’s a small window, maybe even a few steps before it, a doorbell or a knocker, the aesthetics don’t really matter. Regardless of what it looks like, there’s a door. Before it stands a person with their struggles, their grief, their loss and their pain and before them is… a door.
A door that’s simple but a sort that’s seen it’s fair share of grief. See, this door isn’t like every other door. Instead it’s a door that many people knock on, it’s also a door that people lack the courage to approach. But most importantly it’s a door that has seen countless people through it. Young and old, well and sick, happy and depressed, joyous and suicidal, rejoicing and mourning, this door knows no distinction. It merely swings on its hinges and calls you in.
But consider the family that live behind that door. Unlike the door, they are not merely there, they are not un-disturbed, they are not uninterested.