It had been one of those days when everything seemed to go wrong. We'd been out running some errands and my husband decided he needed to stop by Walmart briefly before going home. I hadn't slept well the night before and was exhausted. "I won't be long." he said. "Do you want to just wait out here for me?" I nodded and settled back down to wait.
Of course, being me I soon got restless. I spied my husband's laptop in the backseat and wondered if I was close enough to an unsecured signal. I pulled out his laptop to see. Nope, there were networks but they were all private. I tried to slide the computer back into the bag but it just wouldn't go. Sigh... I would have to get out and climb in the backseat.
As I opened my car door, I was suddenly greeted by very loud honking. What on earth? Oh! He must have locked me in using the remote. I dug about in my purse for a moment or two before realizing that even though this my car, my keys weren't in my purse. They were back at home on my vanity. I couldn't shut off the car alarm because I had no keys.
For a moment, I was relieved that as usual, we were far away from the store in the parking space farthest away from the door. My husband is always certain everyone arrives at the store when it opens in the morning and no one except us leaves until the store closes. So, why bother to look for a parking place in the same zip code as the store? None are available of course for every car in the entire county is parked in the parking lot of this particular store. We must park in the neighboring county and hike in. #x1f609;" title=":wink:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/emojione/assets/3.1/png/32/1f609.png"/>
My relief changed to distress when I realized that was the very reason the police would probably think my car was being broken into. It was in a "secluded" location. Now usually no one pays the least bit of attention to car alarms going off but a car alarm going off in a vehicle far from civilization with a suspicious looking woman-sitting in the front seat might be worth investigating.
I slunk down further in the seat. What was I going to do? The dumb thing wouldn't stop! Suddenly I remembered that while I did not have the key, my husband did. Quickly I dialed his cell phone number. To my relief he answered. He was a bit alarmed for a moment as he could barely hear me because of all the loud honking. I finally got him to understand my problem.
"You did what?" he asked. "Oh, all right, I'll be out in a moment."
Suddenly things did not seem quite so scary, overwhelming or threatening. I had gotten in contact with the one who could quiet the chaos in a moment and restore order to my world. I had to talked to the man who had the key and I was at peace that everything would soon be taken care of.
As we travel through life, we can be sure that chaos will come our way at some point in time. Alarms will go off, lights will flash and we will feel bewildered, over-whelmed, afraid, etc. Often we desperately try to take control but there is a problem, we're not the one with the key. That's when I need to remember that I know who holds the key. I can be confident that all I have to do is call on Him and He will answer. He will take one look at the chaos around me and exchange it for perfect peace... His peace. He will still the honking horns and the flashing lights. He will slip right in beside me and bring me to the right road. You see... He has the key. He always has the key!
Oooooohhhhh!!!! I have the visuals!
Thank you for a great analogy Kkb
I just pray that I have the key when I call him, but fearful if I don't have the key to decipher the message when he wants to call me. But then God has everybody's number and know how to get their attention...Blessing! Chow!
Ps. Always carry you own key and don't trust anybody else to nudge out every time...