go through the garage

My kids have some really awesome neighbor friends and we love this family heaps!  Their kids and our kids are back and forth between our houses all the time.  So their little girl just rang our doorbell to come over for awhile.  I wasn’t expecting to see her because our garage doors are open and everyone normally just traipses through the garage, in and out, no formal doorbell ringing.  I answered the door, saw our neighbor and said, “Hey honey, glad to have you here – next time, just come through the garage.  No need to ring the doorbell.”

I think God is like that we us:  Come on over because Jesus’ blood has already paved the way for you to have not merely religious access but moreso intimate connection to God’s house, family and kingdom.  Come through the garage, enter through Jesus’ blood because God’s heart is eager to welcome you with arms wide open.

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