Knocking at the door of my heart

Was the answer to my prayers

Prayers of questions left unanswered for far too long

Knocking at the door of my heart

Was a still, quiet voice beckoning me to open up

Floating past the thunderous ploddings of my painful dirges, my mournful song

I was deafened by the cacophony of self-pity and defeat

Stifled by feet stuck in the muddy waters of failure

Distracted by the pain of the thorn in my side

Shackled by chains, in a yoke I alone was too weak to destroy

Burden by the weight of regret, remorse

Blinded by the falsehood of a real devil

Maggots were eating at the dead weight I carried

There was knocking but it never got loud

It remained soft and gentle with a still, small voice beckoning me to answer

Beckoning me to open up and let the knocker in

I was at the end of my wit

Burning candles at both ends

Hastening the day a wrecking ball would swing down and destroy me for good

And then....

I opened the door.

As opened the door, light slipped through, pushing the door open

As molten gold, the light poured into the depths of my song

My darkness had now become light

Transforming my dirges into songs of delight and praise

Silencing the noise of defeat, I began to twirl to a symphony of victory

Spinning and spinning as I was lifted out of the mire

I heard the still, small voice clear like a bell

I felt the warmth of the knocker's touch as He healed the wounds of my thorns

Smash! Shackles released, burdens were lifted, yokes were destroy

The knocker carefully wrapped up the dead weight and buried it for good

Putting out the flames of unanswered questions

The knocker carefully placed a well-stocked oil lamp in my hand

Lighting my path, leading the way, motioning me to follow.

Yes, yes! I will answer. I will follow.

Knocking at the door of my heart was the answer I had been looking for

You see, the answer and knocker are one in the same.

A man from Galilee named Jesus

He knocked. I answered

Now, all is well with my soul.

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