A continual drop of water could smoothen even the sharpest edge of a stone.
God knocks to our hearts, he always does, and the least thing we could do is to give-in to His will. Though more often, we would choose to numb ourselves as not to sense the God knocking within, then we miss the point of being invited to join the beat of every knock. There where it is music for those who notice that there is a beat in every knocking, a consolation in every calling, then we get along with it.
Faith is the medium of every opening to God; a complete bet that could make or break us, and yet we are challenged to gamble everything. Anyway, God’s love still drops continually.