We schedule our meetings. We circle the date.
With our notebooks handy, we hurry up and wait.
But God doesn’t need us to knock on his door.
He’s ready to listen, forever and ever more.
Some think they must whisper a prayer in a pew,
Or follow a ritual that is something we can do.
But God isn’t trapped in a building of stone.
He walks with his children, so we’re never alone.
Like friends who greet you with joy when you call,
Our Father is waiting. We’re no trouble at all.
No calendar is needed, no ticket, no line.
His throne room is open—forever divine.
We can miss his presence, not knowing he’s there,
Distracted by obsessions or burdened with care.
Like Israel trembling before God and keeping away,
They lost what was offered on that marvelous day.
When we move closer to him, his love will draw near.
He makes his presence known, his comfort made clear.
Through thunder or whispers, silence or song,
His Spirit reminds us … we’ve been his all along.
Just one meeting won’t last for all our days.
We need him every moment for all our ways.
So seek him and find him and never pretend,
For knowing our Savior will have no end.
Through Jesus our access is wondrous and true.
The God of all Heaven says, “I’ll walk with you.”
So knock on his doorway, and answer his call,
For meetings with Jesus are the best of them all.
