On 10th September 2016 I was walking down Canon Street. I had copies of my booklet, The Road to Jerusalem, with an Introduction by the Headmaster of Winchester College, to give to any College boys I might meet on the street.
As I passed the door of an 18th century house I heard a great rattling. Keys were being turned in two locks, the door handle, a strange sort that needed to be pulled sideways, was heaved and shoved, but still the door remained closed.
I stood to watch this commotion for some time. Then I had a thought that I should open the door. So I pulled the door handle, the door flew open, and I was confronted by an astonished young couple.
Then the Word of the Lord came to me:
‘Jesus is the door to heaven. You cannot open the door by your own efforts. You need the humility to ask Him to do so, as he has just done for you today, as a sign of His grace and mercy.’
The couple, somewhat stunned, then received a copy of The Road to Jerusalem and walked with me a few yards before going in to another house.
As R. L. Stevenson said, ‘Judge not your day by the harvest reaped, but judge your day by the seeds sown.’
