The rain is coming down on a dark evening. It’s early, not much activity is taking place; in fact, not any activity is taking place except to wait for a snow storm to come dropping 2, 3, maybe 5 inches, with an additional treat of high winds.
Services on Sunday morning….well, not sure if the saints and visitors can make it in. Still, the doors will be open for those who can.
In the dark evening, early evening, there is time to reflect on the Scripture.
Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me.
Somehow, in the quiet evening these words are just right.