A familiar platitude goes like this: “When God closes a door, He opens a window”.

Maybe.

But I believe it is more likely our humanness is seeking a simple explanation for a complicated event.

What if God didn’t close the door, but our own will and stubbornness slammed it shut in the Face of the Most Holy? What if God only pulled the door to, but didn’t latch it? Did He stand back, watching in horrified amazement as we frantically pawed at the walls, looking for the secret latch to open the magical window? The window of escape from our choices?

In our collective imagination, this room is dark, empty and devoid of sustenance. God locks us in to teach us a lesson.

What if the reality is God staying on the inside with us, hoping to spend a few precious uninterrupted, undistracted moments with us? His intent was not for us to immediately begin the search for an escape, but to sit humbly in His Presence until our soul thawed in His warmth.

How dare we pen God into our understanding. How arrogant to presume we know the Mind and Ways of Almighty Creator.

I pray to be humbled and teachable. Open to beyond doors and windows in my darkness.

Embracing the possibility of more than I can imagine. Allowing room for the creation of something my human brain did not conceive.