Grandpa used to drive a bus. When the bus stopped, he would open the door and the people would step in.
Grandpa had a little granddaughter named Susie. She had gone to Sunday school, and there she sang about the Lord Jesus and read out of God’s Holy Word. She also learned Bible verses and liked to take picture texts home to color.
In the evening Grandpa was sitting in the living room with Susie on his lap. How he loved that little girl.
“Grandpa,” said Susie, “I’m going to sing the song we sang in Sunday school for you.”
Standing up in front of him she put her little hands up in the air and sang, “Christ is so high that you can’t get over Him.” Then she put her hands down low and sang, “So deep that you can’t get under Him.” Then putting her hands away out, “So wide you can’t get around Him.” Then pointing with her finger at Grandpa she sang, “So you’d better come in at the door.”
Grandpa thought it was very nice, and so Susie sang it over and over again. Soon it was bedtime and he kissed his little pet goodnight.
Before Susie was up in the morning Grandpa was on the bus again. When he opened the door for people to step in, he thought of the little chorus, “You’d better come in at the door.” It seemed as if little Susie was pointing her finger at him each time he opened the door and he thought of those words.
Grandpa didn’t want those words to trouble him constantly, so he went to a home of a Christian friend where he found out how he could come in at the door and be saved. His friend told him how the Lord Jesus died on the cross and became the door. He is the only way for sinful men and women and boys and girls to enter in and be saved.
Grandpa came to the Lord Jesus as His Saviour and now is safe inside the door. His little Susie is safe inside, too. Are you?
“I am the door: by Me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.” John 10:9.
ML-11/28/1976