Knock Knock

​A Reflection on the Psalm for Sunday, February 2nd, 2025:
The Presentation of the Lord

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Psalm 24
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R. The Lord of hosts, he is king of glory!

Lift up your heads, O gates! and be lifted up, O ancient doors! that the King of glory may come in. 

R. The Lord of hosts, he is king of glory!

Who is the King of glory? The Lord, strong and mighty, the Lord, mighty in battle. 

R. The Lord of hosts, he is king of glory!

Lift up your heads, O gates! and be lifted up, O ancient doors! that the King of glory may come in. 

R. The Lord of hosts, he is king of glory!

Who is this King of glory? The Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory. 

R. The Lord of hosts, he is king of glory!

Pause. Pray. Reflect.

Knock knock. 
Who’s there? 
Thermos. 
Thermos who? 
Thermos be a better punchline than this!

I love a good knock knock joke. Granted the above may not be one, but it still made giggle!  Knock knock jokes are often used as icebreakers, but they’re also an invitation. When you tell a knock knock joke, you’re inviting the hearer into conversation, albeit a short one. It is an interaction that results hopefully in a little laugh (or a groan!), which can lead to the start of a conversation. In that moment there is an opportunity to discover a new friend or simply share a light moment with another person. A knock knock joke can open a door. Yes, pun intended.  

In this week’s Psalm, the writer speaks of gates and ancient doors – which makes me consider how I am opening the door for God, the King of Glory, to enter into my life. Of course, I’ve let Him in – but sometimes I go into another room and close the door on God. Maybe I’m mad at God, or I want to wallow in my woes by myself, or I just want to hide from God. More often than not, I close the door because I don’t want to bother God. I’ve got this – whatever “this” is in any particular moment in my life —and I can take care of it by myself. 

Yet God continues to seek the door, the entry point back into my life, into my heart. Sometimes I forget that it was I who shut the door and that I have the power to open it again. Sometimes I call on God, yet I haven’t unlocked the door. And if I have unlocked it, I am sometimes hesitant to open the door all the way. Everything on my side of the door is as I like it. If I let God back in, then things change. It is no longer just me in my space with control over that space. And even though the Lord is “strong and mighty,” He’s not going bust the door down. The movement of that door is up to me. Whether I open it all the way, just a sliver, or not at all is on me. God will wait. Jesus will wait. The Holy Spirit will wait. The relationship God seeks with me needs my action, my response to the glory that God brings.  

I thank God for His patience! He puts people in my life who remind me that God’s knocking on my door. Family, friends, coworkers, acquaintances and strangers who have let God enter their lives and transform them help me, through their witness, to open the door so that God may once again come in and flood my life with His glory, a glory that He calls me to share by witnessing Him in my life to others and, in turn, helping others to open the door to the goodness God brings to all.  

So, hey … knock knock!


​Aurea Sadi​

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