Windows and doors

One of my favorite things to do in life is to analyze things.  Even in the children's sermon, I so badly try to make sense of what is in the message for me....on that day....in what is going on in my life at the time. Today, we heard about windows and doors. With just those two words, what do you think of? To me, I think that doors are the barriers we either put in front of us ourselves or the barriers we believe are keeping us from the path in front of us. 

Windows, on the other hand, are the ways we see the light, the answers, and the opportunities in our lives. That's my take on it, anyway. Windows provide a way to see the way forward. 
I remember reading the book "Alive" about the airplane crash and the Andes survivors by Piers Paul Read when I was a young girl.  While it was shocking, I also saw people who were looking for the opportunity to live. Naturally the most shocking part was the fact that they had to make a choice about whether to eat the bodies of the ones who had perished. To me, as I sit in the warmth of my home, I would say "That would be a hard no for me"----a definite "door" that I could not or would not open.  However I can only imagine what it would be like to have the instinct or the window to survive.  

The people who did the impossible, eating the flesh of the deceased, were able to survive for 72 days until they were rescued. Time after time, the news got worse. From a transistor radio found in someone's suitcase, they were able to hear that the rescue had been called off and wouldn't resume until the spring thaw.  It only seemed to get worse as avalanche after avalanche ripped through the carnage of what was left of the plane, killing person after person.
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Given the atrocity of the situation, what is it that allows some to see doors and some to see windows? 
Of course, there are so many stories of tragedy and survival from the dawn of time to the present time. What is it that allows some to have hope and some to lose hope? I would like to believe that I am a survivor. At what point could I eat human flesh in order to survive? 
I'm so grateful to believe in an awesome God who will take care of me (and all those who I love) in this life and into the next.  I want to see through the windows and not ever get caught up looking at the doors as barriers. Some days are simply tougher than others. We walk through hard things that we never thought we could walk through before. Where does that come from?

Just for today, I pray that I continue to see windows where possible and not be thwarted by a door. What are your ways to see windows instead of doors?  How do we ensure that we not only see the windows themselves but that we can also help others to see the windows where possible? 
Sharing hope is likely one of the most important things we can do...not just for us but for others we love.
I'm going to keep looking for windows of opportunity---how about you?

Happy Communicating,
Shelly