For everyone who asks and keeps on asking receives; and he who seeks and keeps on seeking finds; and to him who knocks and keeps on knocking, the door shall be opened.
Luke 11:9-10 AMPC
Does this scripture not define the very essence of spiritual impudence? In light of my recent encounter with the Lord (yes, I’m still on the glitchy CD miracle), I realized that Jesus intends for this kind of encounter to be normal Christianity. These two verses make it absolutely clear that it is the spiritually impudent who are rewarded.
In search of confirmation of what I was seeing, I revisited Martha’s booklet, The Secret to Answered Prayer. Sure enough, I found what I was looking for on page 18:
“Many ask who don’t seek. Many seek who give up and fail to knock.
“Asking is the beginning of prayer, what I need, what I want of God. What I want to tell Him. What I want Him to hear. Asking is needing the Ear of God.
“Seeking is to understand, listening to the Spirit to identify the problem, the solution, and God’s promise, what I need to hear. Seeking is wanting the Voice of God.
“Knocking is the great vigorous desire of the Holy Spirit as He takes over our intercession. He is the power of insistence. His is the holy boldness beyond human longing. Knocking is pursuing the Presence of God.”
I don’t struggle with the asking anymore. I ask and ask and ask some more. Seeking is also fast becoming my new normal. It’s easier all the time to quiet my mind and heart in order to hear His Voice, and not my own. But knocking? That remains an abnormality to my walk, and I believe that’s just my hideous pride.
KNOCKING OUT MY PRIDE
With the glitchy CD, my need was far greater than my pride and won out. But all too often, God has to bring me to the precipice because my pride overrides my need. My pride says, “Why should I have to keep knocking? God knows what I need, and if He doesn’t give it to me, then it’s because He doesn’t really care about my need.” My pride will always, always, always malign God’s goodness! My pride promotes the absolute worst about God, and that will never change. I must simply reckon it dead and gone. Then the impudent faith of Jesus can rise in me.
I want to be a champion at knocking! I want knuckles that are gnarled and calloused due to daily, even hourly, knocking at the door. Because if “knocking is pursuing the Presence of God,” then the door opening rewards us with that Presence. And as anyone who’s ever experienced the manifest Presence of God can attest, it just doesn’t get any better than that. His Presence is everything!