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The Knock

by Donna Hendrix

Today I heard a knock but I answered not
I didn't have time for what was sought
Life was busy, not enough time
To answer the door on a moment's dime

There's that knock; it's happening everyday
I'll just ignore it; it will go away
I know I should answer, but time is too short
Gotta keep moving or projects will abort

It's been months now; it's still going on
I don't understand; just leave me alone
If you're selling; I'm not buying; I have enough
Just leave me alone; I'm not calling your bluff

I'm not hearing that knock as often anymore
He's getting the message; so glad I ignored
No longer do I have to look over my shoulder
So glad that I was able to dodge that boulder

It's been years since I first heard that knock
The only thing I hear now is the door being locked
My life has flown by in the blink of an eye
Life is drawing shorter for me by and by

Some days I wish I would hear that tap at the door
Life has grown lonely; I need a friend I implore
I wish I had answered it years ago
Now it's too late; who was there I'll never know

Thousands of days have passed since He stood at my door
He's knocking again; this time I won't ignore
I opened the door with a pounding heart
Jesus Christ was there with his grace to impart

He smiled and said, "Child I never gave up on you
I've been standing at your door your whole life through
Let me enter in and we will dine"
I crumbled in His embrace, this Father of mine

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