In the Bible at the beginning of Acts 3 there is a story.
One day Peter and John were going up to the temple at the time of prayer—at three in the afternoon. 2 Now a man who was lame from birth was being carried to the temple gate called Beautiful, where he was put every day to beg from those going into the temple courts. 3 When he saw Peter and John about to enter, he asked them for money. 4 Peter looked straight at him, as did John. Then Peter said, “Look at us!” 5 So the man gave them his attention, expecting to get something from them.
In a conversation this morning I was asked ” why didn’t the friends carry him into the temple?” Unfortunately, the lame man was unwanted and forbidden from entering because of his disability. He was only allowed at the gate.
Are there people that you won’t let in? into your life? Into your tribe?
Are you being excluded from crossing a threshold? Is this prejudice?
If you are left on the outside of somewhere you want to be, do you accept the decision or yearn for it more?
How do we get to a place where the gates are flung open? Where everyone is welcome? I imagine it will be slower than an impatient imperfectionist would like. I hope that I am aware of the gates I am closing and find a way to unlatch/unlock my mind to the possibility/probability of others.
Make Today Remarkable, by unlocking a gate,