Many years ago, Jesus knocked on my door. Like when God spoke to Moses, Jesus spoke to me and instructed me to do something that he knew I didn’t want to do. He brought me to the desert, he led me through verdant pastures, he rescued me from the pit.
“When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
human beings that you care for them?”
(Psalm 8:3-4)