Knocking Again

I here Him knocking again. Always at my door. Sometimes I am just to tired to answer. Then I realize He will give me strength. Sometimes I am afraid to answer. And then I realize He will protect because He will never leave me nor forsake me. Sometimes I just do not want to do anymore work for Him. And then I realize what He has done for me. So I open the door. Again. And I am glad He keeps knocking.