The Door

It’s called Five Minute Friday. Each week, we write freely on a one-word prompt. Then we link up at the amazing Kate Motaung’s site. It’s a flash mob of writers- having fun and sharing their take on one word. This week’s prompt was DOOR.

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This is not what was supposed to happen…not what he planned.

He stumbled down the road, stinking from pride and poor decisions.

He had tried to make a name for himself, but ruined his reputation and his future instead.

Only when we run out of money, do we recognize who provides.

Only when we are cold and shivering on the streets, can we define home.

Only when we run out of opportunities, do we appreciate an open door. 

He had nowhere to turn. Nothing offering hope.

Except maybe one place…

Finally, he was desperate for what was behind that one door. He was hungry enough, lonely enough, cold enough…

humble enough.

The walk home was plenty long to prepare his knock, his apology, and his heart.

But before he felt confident in his plans, before he felt ready, he heard his name and saw His face.

His Father was on the road, closing in the distance, and looking for his return.

The greatest of loves delivered The Door to the weakest of sons.

His apology was squeezed out by a hug and his plan was washed away by tears of joy. It was a greeting of grace, a reunion of redemption, and peace for a prodigal.

And he never even had to knock.


6 thoughts on “The Door

  1. Tara May 2, 2015 / 11:34 am

    Love where you went with the word prompt. The Prodigal Son is such a great story. I loved this line: His apology was squeezed out by a hug and his plan was washed away by tears of joy. It was a greeting of grace, a reunion of redemption, and peace for a prodigal.

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  2. Jeanne Takenaka May 2, 2015 / 10:38 pm

    Oh, Karen. I love this. Your “take” on the story of the prodigal son is beautiful. And it’s true for us, as it was for him. Sometimes our hearts have to be humble enough to walk through doors God has for us. To truly appreciate His amazing love. We have to come to the end of ourselves before we can realize He is the door we need to walk through to know peace, and His love. Well done, my friend.

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  3. Anita Ojeda May 4, 2015 / 10:50 am

    This especially touched me because we’ve been having a prodigal experience at our house this year. Our door is always open, and we were always waiting.

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    • Karen Brown May 4, 2015 / 11:33 am

      Thank you Anita. Praying for you as you watch down the road. xoxo


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