Have you ever continually knocked on a door and received no response? You could hear some rumbling or activity going on, but there was no answer. After the third knock, perhaps that was an indication that you may be at the wrong door.
It is closed for a reason. Maybe it was open at one time, but it isn’t anymore. With that in mind, take heed and get a clue. Go further and do better. Search for a new door and when you have reached the right one, knock again. The right one will open speedily and there will be no hesitations. It will swing wide open and all types of new opportunities will pour out! There will be abundance, prosperity, health, wealth, love, peace and much joy!
You will see the red carpet roll out and hear the cheering voices of those lining the sidelines. They will say, “We have been wondering when you would find us. We have been waiting for you!”
But if this wonderful reception has been delayed until all of the positive forces fall into alignment, here is a sure antidote. Post this precious poem called Waiting by John Burroughs somewhere closeby so that it can console you while you wait.
Serene, I fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;
I rave no more ‘gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.
I stay my haste, I make delays,
For what avails this eager pace?
I stand amid the eternal ways,
And what is mine shall know my face.
Asleep, awake, by night or day,
The friends I seek are seeking me;
No wind can drive my bark astray,
Nor change the tide of destiny.
What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it hath sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.
The waters know their own and draw
The brook that springs in yonder height;
So flows the good with equal law
Unto the soul of pure delight.
The stars come nightly to the sky;
The tidal wave unto the sea;
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.
Lynn M. June 25, 2016