This week on Their Story, Their God, I’m thrilled to introduce you to Katie M Reid. Katie’s honest confessions of being a tightly wound woman, and the struggles and eventual joy it brings, are salve to so many of us who battle the control freak giants lurking within us. Grab a cuppa and enjoy discovering the grace in a closed door.
A Closed Door Can Unlock Grace: By Katie M Reid
I was five minutes late. The door was locked and on it was a sign, “Next session starts at 11:30.” I knocked, hoping they’d still let me join the 10:30 training session. A woman cracked open the door and reiterated what the sign said.
“But I have a nursing baby at home” I explained.
“I’m sorry, that’s the rule they set.”
And the door closed.
I am usually a rule-follower. Chalk it up to my tightly-wound wiring, coupled with people-pleasing tendencies. The leaders running the meeting had every right to close the door and get on with their training. But I wanted them to make an exception.
Near tears I went and plopped down in a chair in the hallway to bide my time. I was angry that no grace was extended to this mama and her bulging bosom. But I was more mad at myself for being late.
My husband had graciously stayed home with our five kids so I could have some much needed alone time before the meeting. I had tried to squeeze too many things in and had underestimated the time needed to drive across town.
I could sit and sulk and count the minutes until the next session started or I could redeem the time.
Thankfully, I chose the latter.
The closed door forced me to turn around and adjust my expectations.
I retrieved a book and journal from the mini van and revisited said chair. I also met a delightful woman in the hall who had also missed her appointment. The language barrier made our conversation choppy but the effort was worth it as two mamas communicated grace to one another through empathetic eyes.
Recently I faced a closed door in regards to my writing. The person making the decision didn’t seem to understand that while tightly wound on the inside, I’m also wound up close to Jesus’ side. My hard work felt lost and foolish, like a clown fish trying to be found in a vast ocean.
As the door shut I was tempted to run far away and throw my writing into the fire like Miss Amy March did to sister Jo’s words in Little Women.
I felt little as the rejection threatened to burn up my hopes.
But, after I had a good cry, a surprising turn of events transpired.
Grace was unlocked as the door closed.
I discovered unexpected beauty as the writing opportunity closed.
I turned from the disappointment and came face-to-face with deep-seeded encouragement from friends and met a lovely soul who inquired about my manuscript.
The rejection ushered in a fiery refinement that is producing something of great value.
Sometimes closed doors are just what we need to turn around and see differently.
I am eternally grateful that God closed the door on sin by sending His Son, Jesus, to unlock grace through His death and resurrection. As we turn from our sin and accept what the Savior did on our behalf, we find grace in the unraveling of life.
Jesus holds the key to set us free.
God, take our rejections and resurrect hope into our discouraged souls.
Jesus, cover our shortcomings and hide us under the strength of Your Sufficiency.
Holy Spirit, remove the blinders and help us to focus on the sweet surprises in the Waiting Room.
Ephesians 4:7 “But to each of of us grace was given according to the measure of Christ’s gift. (NASB)
Katie M. Reid is a tightly wound woman, of the recovering perfectionist variety, who fumbles to receive and extend grace in everyday moments. She delights in her hubby, five children and their life in ministry. Through her writing, singing, speaking and photography Katie encourages others to find grace in the unraveling of life.