A hallway in life has doors left and right.
Some are like the sun, others dark as night.
You peek and ponder, pause and pray.
How can I tell which is the right way?
Some look golden but creak open like a trap.
They might appear thrilling until they close with a snap.
Others are plain, with no sparkle or gleam,
Yet lead to joys beyond the fondest dreams.
Without x-ray eyes, you can’t always tell
If the door leads to Heaven, or maybe Hell.
So don’t just go rushing to open what’s near,
Without asking God, who sees well and clear.
A door might be open, but should you go through?
Promising riches, it could cost more than you knew.
Sometimes the one that you’d never pick twice
Is the door to God’s will, a pearl of great price.
Remember young Lot? He looked out and chose
The land plush and green, as everyone knows.
But hidden in Sodom, behind its bright gate,
Was trouble and sorrow and a very dark fate.
Shadrach and friends stood firm in the fire,
Refined by flames, they were promoted higher.
Obedience may lead through sorrow and heat,
But God walking with you is really neat.
What about Jesus? His door led to the tree,
Where he died for sinners—for you and for me.
So don’t think the right door will always be fun.
It may be a battle, but a war will be won.
Some folks try to shout, “In Jesus’ name, go!”
Like a magic command that’s mostly for show.
But God’s not a genie for wishes and spells.
He wants your trust and will lead you quite well.
You can knock if you’re curious, but ask as you do,
“Dear Lord, if it’s wrong, don’t let me go through.”
If the door remains closed, don’t kick it or wail,
For God’s plan is best. His promises don’t fail.
Follow the Good Shepherd, the Lamb who is true.
He knows every hallway, each door that’s for you.
With each step you take, just trust and obey—
And the right door will open in just the right way.
