You can't pick Heaven's lock!
Late last evening, we locked ourselves out of our car. For an hour and half I worked with an hanger to get the car open. The night sky flashed with lightning and threatened rain. I was embarrassed and frustrated. I was so close so many times, but without success. Finally, as the parking lot was just about empty, I swallowed my pride and called a lock-smith. Once he arrived, he had the car open in less than thirty seconds!
As I paid the lock-smith, I said, "You did a great job, but did you know that you can't pick the lock on Heaven's door?" He looked at me rather strange as I continued, "Only Jesus carries the key to Heaven's door." I gave him a tract and asked him to read it and call me if he had any questions.
As I drove my exhausted pregnant wife home through the rain, I wondered what purpose God had by allowing us to lock our keys in the car? Perhaps it was a divine appointment scheduled by God just to give that lock-smith a gospel tract. Please pray that God's Word would not return void!
As I paid the lock-smith, I said, "You did a great job, but did you know that you can't pick the lock on Heaven's door?" He looked at me rather strange as I continued, "Only Jesus carries the key to Heaven's door." I gave him a tract and asked him to read it and call me if he had any questions.
As I drove my exhausted pregnant wife home through the rain, I wondered what purpose God had by allowing us to lock our keys in the car? Perhaps it was a divine appointment scheduled by God just to give that lock-smith a gospel tract. Please pray that God's Word would not return void!