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There was a time when I was struggling with serious doubts and fears about who I was and what I should do with the rest of my life. I spoke with my sister, Ty, about my troubles, and she sent me a poem she had written:
The Master's Touch
I was lonely.
I drew open the drapes
And lit a candle.
I swept the floor
And drew up a chair,
for I wished for someone
to share this time and space with me.
The day grew long
And I grew weary
And then upon the steps
I heard sounds.
And there at the door
was Christ, the one who had
lived and died and rose again.
I beckoned Him in
And closed the door
And the candle flickered.
I saw His eyes shine with compassion,
And in His arms, I felt
His magnificent love.
We sat without a word,
Our hands touching each other.
And with His presence,
He had come to say
That His love could live within
My heart every day.
And whenever I whispered His name,
He would be there to offer whatever I needed:
love, compassion, friendship, forgiveness, hope.
And in His comfort,
I nodded off, for it was late.
And when I awoke the door was ajar
And the Master had slipped away
But I was no longer lonely or afraid.
And I knew I could trust Him to come
Whenever I needed Him
And that He would live
In my heart always.
After reading her poem, I had many thoughts race through my mind: oh, what a joy it would be to have a close personal relationship with our Lord and Savior Jesus to really know Him. Is this what I need? (Isn't this what all Christians want and need?) Jesus tells us that is what He wants: "Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me" (Revelation 3:20 NIV).
"Anyone who loves me will obey my teaching. My Father will love them, and we will come to them and make our home with them" (John 14:23).
I grew up going to church with my parents and siblings. But over the years, I didn't understand what it really meant to be a Christian. It was just something we were. Going to church was just something we did. But something was missing. Ty's poem made me realize that I needed a personal, intimate relationship with Jesus.
From the time I received Ty's poem to the present, I have tried to follow these words of wisdom from Jeremiah 29:13: "You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."
I spend daily time with Jesus, mostly silently but also praying and feeling His love and peace, knowing Him personally. I have found this to be a very important part of being a Christian.
Thank you, Ty, for your poem.
Marty McCormick, member of Oval Church