You ever had an unexpected guest show up at your door? You’re sitting there in your favorite chair, probably with your feet propped up, halfway through a good book or a football game, and then—knock, knock, knock. You glance at the door, thinking, I wasn’t expecting anybody.

Revelation 3:20 says, “Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.” Now, I don’t know about you, but if Jesus shows up at my door, I sure hope I’m not too distracted to let Him in.

The beauty of this verse is that Jesus doesn’t barge in. He doesn’t kick down the door or jiggle the handle. No, He knocks. Gently, patiently, He waits. It’s an invitation, not a demand. And if you’ll just open that door, He’s ready to sit down with you—not to lecture or scold—but to share a meal. To spend time. To be close.

Some folks think they’ve got to get their house spotless before they let Jesus in. They figure He won’t want to sit down if there’s some dirt in the corners. But let me tell you, Jesus doesn’t care if there’s dust on the shelves or if your life’s a bit messy. He just wants to be with you.

So, if you hear that knock today, don’t wait. Open the door. Let Him in. Because once you do, you’ll find that His presence makes even the messiest house feel like home.

Have you ever tried to describe something so big, so magnificent, that words just won’t do it justice? That’s kinda what John was up against when he opened his gospel. “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” Now, that’s a mouthful, but it’s also the entire Gospel wrapped up in one sentence.

John wasn’t just talking about some fancy poetry—he was introducing us to Jesus. Before there was light, before there were mountains, before your grandma’s cornbread recipe—there was Jesus. He’s always been. He wasn’t Plan B or a last-minute fix for a broken world. No, He was God from the get-go, walking in perfect unity with the Father.

And here’s the kicker: the same Jesus who was there when the stars were hung and the oceans were poured is the One who knows your name. He’s with you when the car won’t start, when the diagnosis comes back, or when your heart is so heavy you can barely breathe.

So, if you’re feeling lost today, remember this: you were spoken into existence by the same Word that made the universe. And that Word—the living, breathing, saving Jesus—is still speaking life into you. You’re not just part of creation—you’re part of the Creator’s story. And that’s a pretty good place to be.

Galatians 6:2 – “Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.”

Life’s heavy, y’all. Sometimes it’s like carrying a load of firewood uphill in the rain—just when you think you’ve got a grip, a log slips, smacks you on the shin, and reminds you that you are not nearly as strong as you thought. That’s why God didn’t put us here to go it alone.

Paul tells us in Galatians 6:2 that we’re supposed to bear one another’s burdens. That means when your brother or sister is struggling under the weight of life—whether it’s grief, worry, or just plain exhaustion—you don’t stand back and critique their technique. You step up, grab a piece of that load, and help them carry it.

And here’s the thing: one day, you’re gonna be the one struggling, and you’ll need somebody to come alongside you. That’s how God designed this life—to be lived together, not apart. Jesus Himself bore our burdens all the way to the cross, and when we love others like that, we’re living out His law.

So today, look around. Somebody near you is tired. Somebody’s got a heart that’s breaking. Be the one who steps in, lifts them up, and reminds them they aren’t walking alone. Because when we bear one another’s burdens, we’re not just helping folks—we’re fulfilling the law of Christ. And that, my friends, is what love looks like.