There are moments in life when we find ourselves standing at a threshold, not quite where we were, not yet where we’re going. A space between what has ended and what is still becoming. It can feel unsettling — like waiting in a hallway without knowing which door will open next.

But then… there it is.

A door.

📖 "This is what the Lord says — your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel: ‘I am the Lord your God, who teaches you what is best for you, who directs you in the way you should go.’" — Isaiah 48:17 (NIV)

Sometimes, it’s not loud or grand. Sometimes, it’s weathered and quiet — almost easy to miss, but it’s there, all the same. A sacred invitation — never forced, always open. He knows our strength is small, yet He honours our faithfulness. He teaches and guides, not as a taskmaster, but as a Redeemer, with love and patient direction. Not just to go somewhere new but to become someone new. To enter not just another room but a deeper way of living, creating, and trusting.

God is the One who opens doors no man can shut. But He’s also gentle. He doesn’t force us through. He invites, waits and walks with us when we finally step forward.

Often, it’s the breaking that brings us to the threshold. The end of striving, the collapse of old identities and the weariness of walking in our own strength. And right there, at the end of ourselves, we find an open door — and the One who has been holding it for us all along.

A quiet reminder that even at the threshold, in the in-between, His voice is near.

This door doesn’t lead to more hustle. It leads to rest. It leads to a room where grace is the rhythm, and you’re allowed to be fully human, fully held, and fully known.

Will you step through? 🤔