So I am changing my mind. I was going through my photos and noticed how many doors around Granada that I had photographed and I thought back to what I had read in Psalm 56. Psalm 56 is a Psalm of trust in God when facing persecution. In this case, it is persecution by enemies seeking to take David’s life. It is a brutally honest and open Psalm of the depth of the struggles David was feeling. One verse in particular questions whether God has seen the depth of pain that David has experienced:
You have kept count of my tossings;
put my tears in your bottle.
Are they not in your record?
Wow. The Psalm ends, though, with this:
For you have delivered my soul from death,
and my feet from falling,
so that I may walk before God
in the light of life.
Many of the doors I photographed around Granada are homes. A few are for businesses but most are homes along the beautiful streets of this city. Each of those doors have been opened countless times. They have been opened at all times of day and all seasons of life. They have been opened when it has been sunny and hot, cold and rainy, stormy, and beautiful. They’ve been opened in the middle of the day and in the middle of the night. They have been opened for people carring groceries or other items for the home and also when empty handed. They’ve welcomed new babies into a family and also have been the place one has walked through with tear stained cheeks after the death of a loved one or some other tragic moment in life. Some of the doors are those of wealthy and well of individuals and one of them is a door cut into a cave in the hills above Granada that we walked by where the poorest of the city have historically lived. And one is a door to caves used by monastics centuries ago. But one thing that I imagine for each is that at some point, they have provided a place of safety and security - places like the Psalm says of deliverance, places where feet have been kept from falling, places where people can walk in faith and in light. So, here are las puertas de Granada, the doors of Granada...Starting with my favorite…



























Grace, Peace, Love, and Joy,
Ed
I have always been fascinated by ornate doorways. We don't live in a culture that uses them to any extent so I have to rely on inspiration from the kind of pics you've shared with us here. They are outstanding!! Doors are like God's love. She lets us in whenever we want or need and lets us leave for the same kind of reasons. Unconditional love has hinges.